Hit the streets

Shannon figured Frank would be too smart to go to his brother's bar. He'd probably be in the city nearby, trying to arrange a ride to the less developed countryside of the planet. That's where he'd be best able to disappear.

So, Shannon would have to start looking on the streets. A thin chance, but the best she had. She'd also have to do it wearing this absurd bikini and mini skirt combo. Well, the nurse had assured her that it was a pretty standard outfit for this planet. So, if she playedit cool and acted like she didn't find the outfit as embarrassing as she did, she should blend in fine. So, taking a deep breath Shannon went out the door marked 'Exit'.

She entered the bright street, blinking in the sunlight. The door spat her out right in the midst of the city. Cars roared by, both flying above and rolling along the street. There were people out in the busy metropolis in every direction. Shannon saw that her outfit was in fact pretty standard. Many women were wearing little mini skirts, or tight small dresses. A fair amount even had bikini tops like hers on, Despite being nowhere near water.

While her outfit was standard, Shannon instantly saw that her body was not. That nurse had spoken the truth: Generations of controlled breeding had left the population of this planet as pretty amazing specimens. All the women were around the six foot mark, while the men were mostly 6'5". Everyone towered over her. They were all tanned and incredibly fit. Seline was shocked by how many perfect legs, narrow bellies and hourglass shapes she saw. Nobody seemed much embarrassed about their skimpy outfits. The men also wore little clothing, many shirtless, showing off sculpted bodies. As a tall, muscle bowed man passed her Shannon felt her heart flutter a little.

More then anything though, Shannon felt embarrassed. She knew she stood out. She was so much smaller, so much paler, so different that many people were looking at her with raised eyebrows. She had her obvious tan lines that showed that she was unused to wearing such revealing clothing. Her legs were thick and on the stumpy side, and she had the smallest breasts around, which was plain to see. She felt a blush come to her freckled cheeks. Could she search for a fugitive in this state?