Dress Code Compliance

Gloria led Valerie to her office, closing the door behind her. "Have a seat, Agent." she said, gesturing to the chair in front of her own desk. Gloria sat down on her own chair and began to type rapidly on her keyboard.

"I'm sorry, this is quite unexpected," said Valerie. "You said you wanted to talk about..."

"Compliance," replied Gloria firmly. "I'm afraid there are several incident reports concerning you that simply cannot be ignored."

"Reports? W-what do you mean?" asked Valerie nervously.

"Your, um, shall we say, outfits..." said Gloria. She paused for a moment, pulling down her glasses and looking directly at Valerie's outfit - the tight blouse, the ridiculously short skirt and the distinct lack of underwear - to emphasize her point. "...have attracted a lot of attention, Agent. And not all of it is good."

Valerie gulped. She had tried to stay out of sight as well as she could, but it seemed her naked activities in and around Iris's office had not gone completely unnoticed.

"While I certainly commend your confidence and your willingness to flaunt your body, you stand guilty of multiple violations of the Organization's dress code." Gloria showed Valerie several photos of her taken from multiple security cameras. She was barely clothed in most of them, and completely nude in others. She felt her cheeks redden as every photo brought back a memory of her humiliation.

"Wait!" protested Valerie. "I can explain..."

"Save your words, Agent. Since you're already under probation, I'm here to warn you that any further violation is going to result in your dismissal from the Organization." Gloria finished, smiling with barely concealed glee.

"B-but" Valerie tried to plead her case, trying to explain how her lack of clothing wasn't by choice, but Gloria seemed unwilling to listen. Instead, she put up her hand to shush Valerie.

"I believe you have a physical test coming up," she said. "Now, I don't need to tell you why your current excuse for an outfit isn't appropriate for the exercise."

Valerie could only look down at her massive cleavage, and her erect nipples poking through the paper thin blouse to know Gloria was right. In only a few minutes of sitting, her skirt had already ridden up high enough to expose her bare butt. If she tried any sort of physical activity dressed like this, she would only humiliate herself.

"I took some liberty to commission a suit specifically designed for the exercise," said Gloria. "You can find it in your locker in the gymnasium."

Valerie's eyes lit up. She had expected a punishment, but this was a blessing in disguise. "Really?" she asked, surprised.

"Yes," Gloria smiled. "Now, I believe you have an exercise to go to."

Valerie nodded, and rose up from her seat. She adjusted her skirt downward, then thanked Gloria and ran out of the door towards the physical evaluation.

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