He refuses

"I don't think so." Frank jeered, holding the bra behind his back. "Looks like you're stuck with your tiny titties out for everyone to see!"

TINY TITTIES!?! Shannon stood, jaw agape as the crowd laughed. She'd never been referred to in such a way! Sure, she was only an B cup (actually more like an A), but she had never been mocked for it! She found many guys preferred small breasts! Or at least they told her that. Maybe it wasn't true, maybe every guy she'd ever hooked up with was secretly mocking her behind her back! She flushed even more at the thought. Maybe she was a walking joke, trying to seem like a formidable police officer, when everyone just chuckled at her flat chest behind her back?

This wasn't really the case, but here, topless in public, being mocked and ridiculed on a planet of perfectly portioned people, it was easy for her to have dark thoughts. Her confidence caved to her insecurity as all around her perfect men with muscular bodies, women chuckling with their giant proportioned chests and muscular tan bodies on display. Shannon felt small, shamed and exposed.