9th Stripping by Katrina

9th Stripping: Qualified as Sister

Of course I knew what would be in store for me when I qualified as a Nursing Sister it's just the when bit. In my case it came unexpectedly when a parcel arrived at the ward.

I had passed the exam and that was common knowledge we had been out for a drink and nothing had happened but this parcel contained my new uniform! The rest of my colleagues now rounded on me to try it on, but I refused saying I wanted to try it at home first to check it fitted and to make any minor adjustments.

They would not take no for an answer and just like every other person in my position at that moment they crowded round me and herded me along to the changing room. I said that I was not going to just change in front of them to which the mob concensus was that I should and that that were going to help me.
Whilst still standing in the changing room I was unceremoniously stripped of my old uniform and rather than leave it at that my bra, tights and panties were whipped off me together with my shoes leaving me starkers (again) in the changing room. At this point they just left the room with my clothes.

Since all they left me with was my new uniform I had no choice but to put it on and follow them over to the desk do a twirl and collect my clothes.

I must admit I did think that that would be the end of it qualifying as a sister but that's now another story.