LOL, I'm so lucky that I'm friends with Ultra Girl, so when I asked her if I could borrow her costume to wear under my normal clothes at work (just for the thrill!) she said yes! Ultra Girl is so generous! I'm wearing a conservative dress and working as normal at my office when the CIA burst in - their x-ray scanners can tell that I'm wearing a costume under my outfit and they think I'm Ultra Girl. I assure them I'm not, that I'm just borrowing the costume from a friend, but they insist that they need to take it away for DNA testing. I refuse to take it off in the middle of a crowded office...

LOL, I'm so lucky that I'm friends with Ultra Girl, so when I asked her if I could borrow her costume to wear under my normal clothes at work (just for the thrill!) she said yes! Ultra Girl is so generous! I'm wearing a conservative dress and working as normal at my office when the CIA burst in - their x-ray scanners can tell that I'm wearing a costume under my outfit and they think I'm Ultra Girl. I assure them I'm not, that I'm just borrowing the costume from a friend, but they insist that they need to take it away for DNA testing. I refuse to take it off in the middle of a crowded office, but the next thing I know, one of them's pointing some kind of device at me, and all of a sudden, my hands don't seem to be within my control! They're toying with my dress, beginning to take it off. NOOOOOO! I can't be seen in the office in Ultra Girl's skimpy costume! But once my dress has come off, the device continues to work, and against my will, I find myself handing over the costume, piece by piece. I'm standing in the crowded office in my UNDERWEAR, and it doesn't even match! No way would I have worn this if I'd known anyone would see it! Then just when I think the ordeal is surely drawing to a close, I realise my hands STILL seem intent on trying to undress me. Why? Surely the CIA doesn't think my mismatched lingerie is part of the Ultra Girl costume? And I CANNOT be naked in the office!!!