I decided I may as well go downstairs — I'd probably have to, eventually — but, as I turned towards the door, I suddenly remembered that I was completely naked. Fuck, was there a dresser in here? I looked around the room frantically, the voice in my head which wanted to please Jeff urging me to find something fast. After a moment, I saw a huge wooden wardrobe up against the wall opposite the door. With a high of relief, I rushed over to it, and swung the door open, to find...oh, god...I don't know what I'd been expecting.
The wardrobe was filled, for the most part, with various kinds of underwear. They were arranged in neat rows, each on what looked like a specialized hanger, organized by color, type, and material. There wasn't anything so dignified as my usual plaid boxers, either. The top three rows looked more like fetish-wear than actual undergarments. Few of them actually covered the crotch area, and most of them looked like jockstraps or crotchless bikini bottoms in a variety of fabrics. Some even looked like they were made of leather. The few that would have covered my dick looked far too small, and all of them were open in the back. My eyes scanned the rows, looking for anything remotely wearable.
Below the jockstraps was a row of what looked like BDSM gear which I quickly moved on from, ignoring the blush rising to my cheeks, and below that was what looked like women's lingerie. Well, I saw women's, but none of them was small enough to fit any girl I'd seen. Even one near the end, made entirely of black lace, which looked like it would barely fit around my waist was still larger than anything I'd seen back in my old life.
The last two rows were devoted to a few tops, although they weren't much better. There were tiny crop tops, leather harnesses, and skin tight fishnet T's, all in garish colors or ludicrous materials. Finally, at the very bottom, I saw a variety of socks, mostly fishnets and thigh highs, and an assortment of shoes.
For a moment, I was torn. Was it more humiliating to wear something like this, or to walk downstairs without anything on?