~ Uniform ~
The bus screeched to a halt in the football stadium's parking lot. This was everyone's cue to unzip their black uniform bags and begin putting on their attire.
Roxie, a clarinet player with hair that was dyed a different color every few weeks, slipped on her black pants and red jacket in the bus' aisle while noting grimly to herself how cramped and hot it was when forty other people moved around to get dressed.
She looked down at how effective the uniform was at hiding all of her feminine curves. She saw no sign of her hips nor breasts and began pressing her hands on her chest to make sure they didn't just disappear completely.
"Damn," she said with a chuckle under her breath. "You've just gotta love these sexy suits!"