Lengthy downward glance.

"Fair point."

"Anyway! I now need to figure out what I'll do with these uniforms to make myself look hot in them, because your compliments notwithstanding I have some standards. Are you prudish, should I avoid changing in front of you?"

Hywel looks around theatrically to see if there's someone behind him who Pete might be addressing. He takes a quick look under the ottoman.

"We have only just met, I shouldn't want to assume," he says, grinning. "...now what this place really needs is a mirror, though. I guess I'll have to make do with my phone's camera, for now, but I will acquire a mirror for later."

And now: what are the uniforms like, and what are the regulations he must follow?

The uniforms are quite stylish, and remarkably comfortable. They consist of a shirt, some trousers or a skirt, shoes and socks (length variable), and a jacket (with the trousers) or vest (with the skirt). There are additional accessories if desired; ties, hair clips and headbands, ribbons. It's all on that purple-and-gold color scheme.

The regulations are mostly "don't wear something we didn't give you", with some whitelisted exceptions. Undergarments can be any single-fabric garment which provides adequate coverage (no lace, no easy-access holes). Piercings can be filled with low-profile jewelry, solid metal or small gemstones only. Further jewelry or other accessories must be unobtrusive or specifically exempted. (A cross necklace or hamsa is permitted, for instance, but not a full crucifix pendant or rosary beads.)

Does the jacket have to go with the trousers and the vest with the skirt? Are tights referenced at all? How long are the skirt? Are there any rules on modifying the pieces of garment the school did give them?

The jacket-to-trousers and vest-to-skirt correspondence is not enforced. Tights are available. Skirts vary in length but must not end more than two inches from the knee.

Modifying the pieces is permissible within the following guidelines which appear, in keeping with the skirt length guideline, to be aimed at making sure nobody looks too slutty. Like how Pete wants.

Does he have to wear the shirt under the jacket/vest? Can he modify the shirt in any way? Can he wear a different shirt? Can he make the shirt become a crop top? Does he have to close the jacket and/or vest over the shirt?

Yes. Yes, within the following anti-sluttiness regulations. No. No. No, actually!

...also, sufficiently obsessive investigation reveals there is not actually a rule on how thoroughly buttoned the shirt must be, either. This might be exploitable.

He was going to ask that next, excellent! Are there no rules about buttons, then? And are there any rules about the ties, do they have to be tight or can they be worn loose?

Nope! Students are expected to be familiar with the operation of buttons based on their own world experience, apparently.

Now for the last question: when and where is the uniform mandated?

In class and at school events! Practically speaking, of course, this means that a student will remain in uniform the entire school day, because who has time to change in and out of uniform between classes?

Who indeed.

Okay he knows exactly what he is going to do. And he could do it by "taking a moment to himself" but he took They'll Know which means that if he does that Hywel will definitely notice and he doesn't want to be too blatantly supernatural so he will instead actually change using physics.

...well. Kind of using physics. The clothes are still metanarratively guaranteed to fit him perfectly and look good on him regardless of the fact that he got them off the rack, so.

Nevertheless, the shoes are unceremoniously kicked off, the thigh socks—well, you can't unceremoniously remove thigh socks, can you, but they get peeled off with just as much gusto. Then off with the top and, why not, off with the hair ties, too, he has ideas.

And finally, the skirt. Which... well, the actual only reason Hywel did not manage to get an eyeful, here, before, is because Pete is metanarratively guaranteed to not give anyone an eyeful who shouldn't get one. But that is in fact the whole of it; the skirt is in fact only barely long enough to cover him even while soft. He is circumcized, about three-fingers thick, somewhat but not overly veiny, entirely hairless (like the rest of him), and most of all pretty. Not even exactly in a feminine way; it is just a beautiful cock, the kind of cock you can respect, the kind of cock that you only really see in erotica or, well, porn.

"Jeeping fuck," Hywel comments once Pete's skirt is off. "You could give a man a complex with that thing. If you didn't put his eye out first."

"Why, thank you. You know what they say about skinny guys."

"They don't say that much about skinny guys. Or they haven't where I could hear. I feel like I should be contacting the International Bureau of Weights and Measures."

If Pete were less a Mary Sue, the thing he does right now could be called a "sporfle" or a "cackle". As it is, the best word to describe it is probably a "giggle", but do, if you will, imagine that it is not a small dainty giggle. It is the Mary Sue equivalent of cracking up.

"What," he says, between giggles, "would you be telling them?"

"'Come look at this shit, it's unreal!' Then I'd call that Ripley bastard. Then maybe the Pope."

He giggles some more and shakes his head. "I guarantee you that there are neither miracles nor demonic influences involved, here."

"Not in his professional capacity! I just think it'd be fun to see his face."

"If you say so. I don't actually know what he looks like." Because fucked if he knows if history here is anything like history back home, the Dean said that history tended to veer back towards Earth default but that could mean a lot of things.

"Shriveled and Italian. Past that, I've got no more idea than you."

"Fair enough. Now, uniform."