A Sketchy Police Station

Vanessa enjoyed the ride although she felt a bit funny whenever people looked at her sitting in the police car. Surely, everyone would think she was a criminal, freshly caught doing nasty things! The thought alone made her blush.

Suddenly, the car turned left, right into the parking lot of a decidedly sketchy building that was located between a bunch of run-down industrial buildings and a truck depot. A rather unusual place for a police station, but there it was! A big blue sign said "POLICE" in large, white letters and another police car was parked right in front of it. Vanessa felt a bit funny seeing the odd building that looked more like a warehouse then a station but didn't want to upset Jim with stupid questions.

The police officer got out and opened her door like a true gentleman.

"Lady? This way, please. We'll take the back entry so none of those criminals inside will see you."

The thought of naughty criminals preying on her young, busty body made Vanessa's skin crawl and she appreciated Jim's foresight tremendously. The overweight officer opened a small door at the back and led her inside the dimly lit building.

"The changing room is over there, you'll find clothes on the table to the right. Call for me when you are ready."

The building didn't look like a police station at all! The 'changing room' was just an empty room with a bench and a table in one corner, not even a locker was there! And she couldn't even lock the door! And for some reason, there were pictures of almost naked women everywhere on the walls! Of course, Vanessa knew that policemen, and men in general, often liked having posters of scantily clad women around, but wasn't this a bit much?

Then, she found the clothes. She was shocked! The dress she was supposed to wear looked like a set of sexy lingerie! Surely, this was an error! Vanessa turned around and called for Jim.

"Hey, uhm... Are you sure these are the right clothes?" Vanessa asked, the little pieces of hot red fabric in her hand.

"Yeah, yeah they are," Jim grinned, "Do you have a problem with that?"

"I just thought... that seems awfully inappropriate for a police lineup?"

"Oh no, that's perfectly fine. Maybe I should have explained a bit more. The ****.... it happened at a nightclub. And the murderer wore her work costume, an ensemble just like the one you are holding. As I said before, we need to recreate the scene as closely as possible, so I'm afraid you will need to wear that for the lineup."

Vanessa's face turned bright red.

"But.. but..."

"I know, I know. Quite revealing, right? But we are all professionals here, and there will be a bunch of other women wearing exactly the same. There is no reason to panic. Please, go in there and get changed. Do it for me, for the country!"

Vanessa trembled. She wanted to just run away and get back home. But then, she would surely disappoint Jim! And how would she get home without a car anyway? Reluctantly, she got back into the empty room and closed the door.

Her fingers shook nervously as she removed her old outfit and underwear piece by piece. Then, standing naked in the chilly, empty room, she tried to get into the little, red thing.

The clothes were terrible! The bra was definitely a few sizes too small for her big bust and mashed her melons obscenely against her chest, creating a breathtaking valley between her gigantic boobs. The tight thong wasn't much better and dug deeply into her cleanly shaven pussy, almost vanishing from sight. This didn't make her feel dressed at all, in fact it was worse than being naked!

Suddenly, the door opened and Jim's head popped through.

"Are you rea....wowsie! You look spectacular! Can I take a picture?"

Before Vanessa could even respond, he had his phone out and snapped one image after another.

"Could you maybe push your boobs together a bit?"

Vanessa thought he was joking, but he was clearly not!

"Excuse me? Stop that, please!?"

"Sorry, I couldn't resist. Ready? The others are already waiting, witness, suspect and all. And just remember, you are doing a great service to your country! Be proud!"

"If you say so," Vanessa groaned, wondering how she looked in this ridiculous outfit. Hopefully her boobs stayed where they belong and didn't jump out of that tight little bra!

Feeling terribly uncomfortable, Vanessa followed Jim's lead and entered another room.