Looking into the box, Sara was surprised to see metal, not cloth. Pulling the gilded garments out, she recognized it as 'armor', though it didn't seem like it would provide anyone with much protection.
The top, she saw, was made of two rounded metal plates, held together by chains she would have to clasp together. Each cup had carved markings circling it, some made-up fantasy language, Sara assumed. As she held them up to her chest, Sara realized two things: One, the cups were both rather small, neither one covering the whole breast, and two, they were really made of metal; both proving to be very heavy.
The bottom half of the armor didn't do much either. It was some sort of loincloth, except instead of cloth dangling down on either side, it was chainmail. It seemed like it would hang loosely; barely covering her front, and leaving her ass hanging out above the chain waistband. The 'cloth' wasn't very wide either, showing plenty of cheek on either side as well.
Included in the box was a metal helmet, fitting rather snugly around her head, without covering her face or completely concealing her hair.
Evidently, she was supposed to wear her own underwear under the outfit, as there was nothing included with the costume... not that she minded, of course. Slipping the outfit on, she gasped at the cold metal against her skin.
Stepping out into the store, she caught plenty of customers and co-workers alike looking at her, but not for more than a second before their heads turned away. Of course, it wasn't long before she caught everyone's eye, when...
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