Recently, your office manager put in a new rule that all coworkers must wear more revealing outfits due to supposedly high uniform costs (although it’s clear he just wants ogling opportunities). One of your co-workers arrives at work in her usual attire, but you quickly stop her and explain the absurd policy change, handing over the newly required pieces: elbow gloves, thigh highs, and even a cock sock tailored for futanari individuals like her. Blushing deeply, she retreats to change privately. When she emerges, her soft yet sizable manhood—measuring eight inches flaccid—is visibly outlined beneath the snug fabric of the cock sock. Alongside the gloves and stockings, the ensemble makes her squirm uncomfortably. Shyly glancing up at you, she stammers: "A-are you sure the boss said that these are our new uniforms?"