A 'summer dress'

Shannon held up the clothes and was shocked as it unraveled. It was just one piece. A sheer white material with some holes.

"What is this?"

"It's a kind of... How do you say it?" she glanced at the naked woman's backside with a sly grin. "Summer dress?"

Shannon looked at the thing in her hand questioningly, trying to imagine how that could ever be like a summer dress. "And what about underwear?"

"You won't need them." replied the nurse nonchalantly.

"Excuse me?" she snapped back. "Did this skank just called her a whore?" she thought.

"I mean...The weather is always nice here on Urma 7, and the dress covers all the important bits." she explained. "Underwear would just get in the way."

That reasoning... Shannon had heard that from an old ex once. Now, though, it made absolutely no sense. How could underwear ever get in the way in public? She turned her gaze back to the dress. With a groan, she held it up, trying to figure out how to put it on. "But... How do I even...?"

"Here, let me help." said the nurse as she snatched the 'dress' out of Shannon's hands and turned her around.

"Hey...!" Shannon immediately recovered her assets once she was left facing the nurse naked again.

The nurse crouched down and held the 'dress' before Shannon's feet, looking up at her smiling, "Step in here."

Shannon didn't like the idea of being helped to get dressed -- like some little child -- but she also didn't like the idea of remaining naked any more than it was necessary. She stepped into it with one leg, making sure not to flash the nurse any more of her privates than what was necessary.

"Now the other leg." said the nurse.

Even with her hand there, Shannon could feel her breath on her crotch. Once she had both legs in the material, the nurse slowly started pulling it up her body.

"That's enough!" Shannon exclaimed once she saw that she no longer needed the nurse. "I can pull it up myself!" She slapped away the nurse's hands and turned again, so that she could pull the tight 'dress' up her naked form.

In the meantime, the nurse placed two white high heels on the ground in front of her. While fumbling with the 'dress', she stepped into the shoes. They were surpisingly comfortable. And more importantly, they elevated her to the desired level.

Now that she could see it better, the outfit really did look like a sort of dress. A thin white tube dress, with two holes showing off her tummy and back. Well, she never liked showing too much skin, but her flat tummy and toned back were not things she would really feel ashamed of. Once the top of it reached her breasts, the bottom was around her mid thigh. A bit shorter than she would have liked. She would need to think twice before sitting down. She held the dress with her hand at the top of her breasts as she turned to the nurse.

"Is - Is there anything I'm missing?"

"No." replied the nurse.

"Isn't there a bra or something?"

"Honey, you don't need a bra." said the nurse nonchalantly.

"Excuse me?" she snapped back defensively, thinking it to be a rude comment about her boob size.

"Oh, I meant we don't believe in bras here on Urma 7." she explained, "The straps cover and leave marks on the beautiful shoulders. Impractical."

"Mhhm..." Shannon turned away again. "How could someone 'not believe in bras'?" she thought. Whatever.

The dress fit her body tightly, but the lack of straps was a bit of a problem. She let go of it around her breasts, and could feel extremely uneasy. It felt like the dress could fall off her in any minute. She gripped the top of it and turned back to the nurse.

"Are - Are you sure there isn't a strapped version of it? You know, for visitors?"

"Absolutely. That's what boobs are for. To hold it up." said the nurse, proudly pushing out her generous bosom to accentuate her words. "Even visitors tend to have boobs, yes?"

Shannon nervously glanced away at that remark.

"Why? Is there a problem?" asked the nurse, concerned.

"I... It's... Are you... No!" Shannon's face flushed as she turned away from the nurse again. She wasn't blessed in the bust department, but it had never been a problem before. She pushed out her little A-cups and let go of the dress again. It stayed on, but she felt that it would slip down her body any time. Or was that just her imagination? She moved around a bit, trying to make it slide down. But it didn't. There may not have been much holding it up, but it was extremely light. Maybe it was enough. But even so, she just couldn't let go of it.

"Are you sure there is no problem?" asked the nurse suspiciously.

"I... Yes..." she replied meekly. How could she explain to the busty amazon that her own boobs were 'inadequate' to hold up her dress?

"That didn't sound too encouraging." the nurse eyed Shannon. "Does the dress not stay up properly?" she walked up to Shannon. "I've heard that sometimes happens to little girls but I never..."

"No! Everything's fine!" Shannon snapped at the nurse. The last thing she wanted was being compared to little girls. She clenched her arms to her body tightly to make sure it stayed on as she turned to face the nurse. She couldn't. She just couldn't talk about her little problem (no pun intended). That would have been beyond humiliating. "Are we done here?" she asked irritated, trying to finally get the nurse out of her face.

"Yes... I guess you are free to proceed to the reception area, then. Have a pleasant stay on Urma 7." said the nurse. Of course she knew what Shannon's problem was. She tried to extract a humiliating confession from her. Just a bit, to rub her superiority in her face. Then she would have helped her out. But she refused to give her the satisfaction. "Oh, well... What was the old saying? Pride comes before the fall." she thought. "And what a 'fall' it's gonna be." she smiled wickedly as she left the room.

Shannon picked up her badge and gun, not really sure where to put them. Then she nervously stepped out into the brightly lit hallway, the door automatically closing behind her. Now to check in, and then she'd be free to catch her target.