Frank acts on her insecurities

"You look quite nervous." Frank said calmly. "It's common with offworlders. They're not used to our attire."

"S...shut up!" Shannon snapped, feeling the situation come out of her control. "You're coming with me!"

Frank rose to his feet. As he did Shannon grasped the gun attached to her hip.

"DON'T MOVE!" She yelped. Frank just smiled. Then, in a shocking and quick move, Franks' hand darted forward. She snagged her gun holster, then ripped it away. To Shannon's utter shock her mini skirt ripped away with it! She heard it rip as it was torn off, taking her gun and badge with it!

Shannon looked down. Now all she had over her body was a bikini top and a thong! Flushing Shannon slammed her thick thighs together, trying to hide herself.

"My my." Frank tisked. "You are quite thick for such a little thing aren't you?" Frank was referring to Shannon's meaty legs, curvy and slightly muscled but with a healthy portion of fat softening them.

"BE QUIET!" Shannon yelped. "Give me back my skirt!" Frank ignored her request as she hunched over, covering her crotch with her hands. She heard laughter all around her. She flushed, feeling her authority evaporate.

"Return my gun and surrender now!" She demanded in a shaky voice. "Or else face even greater charges!" Frank just smirked.