My heart skipped a beat as my attention turns to Elara as she exits the Quartermaster's office with Officer Lucia. Elara's uniform gave her a striking and allure, yet elegant appearance. I stared at the Elara Bedell before me, admiring the intricate details of her new State Exorcist uniform. She stood firmly on two robust athletic long, slenderly shaped feminine legs. Elara is wearing the latest version of the State Exorcist uniform designed for a female with a slit skirt, and the design is made up mostly of black, with red and gold accents, giving the whole outfit a sophisticated yet intimidating appearance.
It was double-breasted and had a slit skirt, accentuating the curves of her figure. The uniform was practical, yet there was also a feminine touch to it that made it appealing. It fit her robust curvy body perfectly, allowing her to move with ease regardless of whether she was on active duty or simply going about her daily business. The slit skirt allowed her to move swiftly, while the Kapi that gave her extra importance in the public's eye. She looked proud as she wore the new uniform, symbolizing her strength, resilience, and dedication to her country.
She stood tall and proud, her stance and expression exuding a sense of authority and authority. As she removed her hat, I could see her pretty, neat golden blonde with delicate, thick ball knots; tying back her beautiful long hair was not her usual look. Her new hairstyle was another feature that further accentuated her badass and capable appearance. I can't help but admire the way the braid falls over her shoulder, the wavy locks shining with a natural sheen. Her long, slender neck looks graceful, with the delicate neckline of the top she is wearing highlighting her softest curves. The shirt's sleeves are thin, falling almost halfway to her elbows. Her uniform is made of sturdy fabric that can withstand the rough conditions of the battlefield without tearing or ripping. The Kapi hat was also durable, able to withstand the harsh elements and protect my head from the sun's damaging rays.
The red accents highlighted the soldier's strength, bravery, and ferocity. The gold accents provided an air of sophistication and elegance befitting a military officer of high rank. It is both functional and stylish, perfect for any soldier who requires both practicality and flair. The State Exorcist uniform represents her duty towards her country and her commitment to staying fashionable even under the most challenging circumstances. It had a pronounced collar and thick cuffs. The slit skirt added a touch of femininity, and the military aspect gave it a fierce and commanding aura. It was clearly a uniform designed to inspire fear and respect in equal measure. The double-breasted military jacket had been tailored to fit her robust womanly shape perfectly, with all the necessary adjustments made to ensure a comfortable and efficient fit.
"Ah, now that Ms. Bedell is finished, it is your turn Mr. von Yeager. Please step inside my office," Officer Lucia said.
"Well, we shall converse later, Mr. von Yeager. If you will, Ms. Bedell, follow me. I shall issue your medallion of the veil," Sister Rachael said.
I'd seen my brother's medallion many times when I was assisting him on his hunts. Quartermaster Lucia ushered me into her office before I could inquire about my own medallion. I had my own that my brother gave to me. Although I never knew what it was for. As I stepped into Officer Lucia's office, I noticed several photographs on the desk facing me as I entered the room. The first was a portrait of Officer Lucia herself, with a small amount of background information on her and why she was selected to be a part of the task force. The following few photographs were of other task force members, with their own individual stories and photos attached. There were even a few photos of the task force itself, with various events and team members. Beyond that, there was indeed a tailoring room.
Two of the four walls were covered with full-length mirrors. In this room, uniforms were made by hand. I couldn't help but notice several other women in the room wearing the same uniform as Officer Lucia. In total, she had a dozen under her command. They were all very beautiful and well-endowed. They were all here busy at work, hand-sewing various uniforms. They had all sorts of ribbons, medals, and other items indicating their ranks. I tried not to admire their beauty but instead focused on what Ms. Cline was doing.
I continued to stand in the office as the measuring process continued. A wave of emotion swept over me as I looked around the room. It was hard to focus on anything except the presence of the Quartermaster's impressive assets. I tried my best to keep my eyes on something else. The sight of all these ladies was just too much for me. All I had known for the past few years had been a life of running and hiding to keep my Mum safe. And now it seemed that everything had changed in an instant. It was challenging not to become excited as the Quartermaster's impressive melons were hovering in my face as she took all manner of measurements and wrote them down. It was obvious to me that these ladies were all higher in the chain of command than I was. I had to heed the Sisters' words and restrain myself. I just wanted to do an excellent job and fit in.
I felt uncomfortable as Officer Lucia Cline continued taking measurements of me. She hadn't said a word while taking the stated measurements. The women around me also had an air of mystery to them, working on various uniforms and avoiding my eyes. I felt like I was missing some vital piece of information here. The whole scene had a surreal quality to it. Still, I tried to be obedient and follow the officer's directions.
In truth, I have to admit my mind wasn't all where it should have been. 'How could I pay attention when these officers had such impressive attributes?' I knew I was not here to admire the women, but I also knew that I would likely never be seeing such beautiful women up close again. A wave of guilt washed over me. I couldn't let myself be distracted by a little thing like that. I needed to stay focused on the job at hand. I couldn't help but look at her chest as she measured me. Despite her uniform being much more conservative than any of the Sisters, she looked as though she was trying to hold my gaze. As my eyes wandered, I noticed a mirror in the corner, with a girl standing there looking at me. She was in a slightly different uniform but was as beautiful as the other women. I quickly turned away, my face turning red. 'Did she see me staring? I couldn't help but wonder who she was.'
When the officer was done, she closed her notepad and stood straight. She then turned to the blonde-haired girl in the corner, who was staring at me. "1st Sergeant Quartermaster Sophia Elliott, bring me a uniform with these specifications!" Officer Lucia ordered.
A tall blonde stood up and bowed and then saluted. "Yes, Senior Quartermaster!"
My eyes widened in amazement as I beheld Sophia, the Quartermaster as she saluted Officer Lucia. Quartermaster Sophia answered before taking the notepad and disappearing into a rear door. She was a goddess amongst mortals, with her blond hair and 5'7" tall stature. As I stood there, my jaw dropped in awe of the quartermaster. Her blond hair fell down her back in gentle waves, framing her face in an angelic halo. Her blue eyes sparkled, and her full lips curved into a flirtatious smile that made his heart skip a beat. However, it was her ample breasts that really caught his attention. They were like two melons sitting just above her waist, and her tight shirt did little to hide them. The sight sent a jolt of arousal through my body as I couldn't help but stare. Her large bust gave her a coke bottle physique, the kind that men fantasize about. I couldn't help but stare in awe at her beauty as she walked gracefully, her curves and slender figure calling for my attention. Her face, sharp eyes, and full lips were even more stunning, making her look like a model. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, despite the fact that I was supposed to pay attention to the meeting.
"Now, Adam von Yeager. Strip down to your undies. Don't be modest, it's nothing that my staff and I haven't seen before," Quartermaster Lucia said.
"Huh… what?? You want me to undress?" I mumbled.
"Yes, please, we need to ensure your uniform fits properly before it's issued. My staff and I take our duties seriously. Now, please make haste. We here in the Requisitions Office are efficient and effective," Ms. Cline explained.
I felt my cheeks flush as I felt my face turn red. 'Was she really asking me to strip down in front of her and all the other women? How come I couldn't just try on the uniform without stripping down? And why did she need to be present?' I was embarrassed, but I knew I couldn't refuse at this point. Ms. Cline seemed calm and professional and wasn't bothered by the request. I looked to Ms. Cline for help, still feeling awkward and uncomfortable. She nodded her head that it was okay with a soft smile. I could tell she had done this before.
As I heard the order, my face started to heat up. "Uh...okay," I managed to get out. As all eyes focused on me, I quickly began stripping down to my undies.
I felt my face burning with embarrassment as the women gathered around me, watching closely as I tried to maintain some sense of modesty. My efforts were futile, however, as it was clear that this was part of the official process. 'I couldn't help but wonder, who else had they undressed? 'Did Elara or Evander have to do this too?' I couldn't stop wondering where these ladies had seen this done before. Had Elara and Evander been the only victims of this shameless display? Surely there have been others in the past. I felt my face burning and the heat rising up my neck whenever one of those ladies giggled or sighed while looking at my body.
The ladies in the room giggled, making me feel even more awkward and shy than I already was. Despite my best efforts, it was challenging for me to maintain my composure. I wished desperately for this to be over as quickly as possible, but I knew that would likely not be the case. I felt my face burning intensely as the women in the chamber watched me with a keen eye. It felt as if they could see my naked body through my attire, and their gazes roamed freely over my body, taking in all the details. It was futile to try and hide just how well-endowed I was, as the abnormally enormous size of my private parts made it impossible to conceal. The thought of them seeing me in such a vulnerable position was too much. My modesty was forgotten entirely as my mind focused on the fact that these women were looking at me in a way that made me feel like a specimen under a microscope.
But as I noticed how large my private part began growing from all the attention, I felt my face burning and the heat rising up my neck whenever one of those ladies giggled or sighed while looking at my body. The whole experience felt like a breach of my privacy and made me feel uncomfortable. 'Was this how Sister Rachel felt when I confessed my attraction to her?' I did not know, But like every other candidate, I had no choice but to submit myself to this process to join the State Exorcist. I just hoped that this ordeal would be over soon. Time felt like it was in slow motion and all I could think about was how beautiful every single woman was in the Quartermaster's office. 'Would I be able to control myself or would I give in to my most primal desires of feverish lust.