You roll your eyes as you find that the only thing in the closet is a maid's uniform. The outfit consists of a white bra and thong, a black ruffled dress with very short sleeves, a frilly white apron, fishnet leggings and polished, black, three-inch platform shoes. On the shelf above the outfit, there is a little white lacy band you can tie your hair back with. There is also, oddly enough, a black collar, but not the usual choker strap a maid would wear. This is a leather animal collar, befitting a dog or a cat, complete with a round golden bell.
You smirk at the unsubtle way your mysterious clothes thief is playing with you. "This had better be worth the trouble," you think to yourself as you slip on the thong and bra. You almost hate to admit it, but you're looking forward to seeing yourself in this cute little number. The dress fits a little tightly, but it's not uncomfortable. It ends a bit short, stopping mid-thigh. You put the apron on over the black dress. It covers your chest and billows out over the ruffles of the skirt. You tie it in the back, making a large bow.
You sit down on the bed to pull on the fishnet leggings, which go up so high you can barely see the ends underneath your skirt. The shoes have one large silver buckle each, and look quite cute. Their platformed heels look like they'll make up for the height you lost when you regressed to age eighteen.
You pull your dark hair back in one hand and slip it through the white elastic band to make a simple ponytail. Then you see the collar, still on the shelf in the closet. You pick it up and run your fingers over the black leather. The bell jingles softly. Will you playfully go along with the whole charade, or will to let whoever is hiding themselves from you know you're not going to abide by all of their rules?