She feels somehow compelled to

Shepard's influence permeated Jack's mind and compelled her to follow the order. She picked up the bra and flung it into the garbage chute. She looked back and saw Shepard engrossed in her shower and continued toward her dresser. She found her underwear drawer and removed every piece and chucked them down the garbage chute.

"I think I like the new you, Comma...I mean Skipper!" Jack called out to her.

"Yeah, no more underwear, and only the skimpiest clothes! I'm hot and I know it!" Shepard said.

Jack smiled and followed the order. She emptied the closets and only kept a sports bra and a bikini. She then turned to EDI and realized she needed to hear it.

"Hey, tell EDI what you just told me." Jack said.

"EDI! New orders. I no longer wear underwear, and anything I wear has to barely cover my tits and ass." Shepard called out.

"The Commander sounds like she had a few too many." EDI replied.

"Yeah, but she seems serious. Just for fun, let's follow her orders. If she changes her mind, we can always shop on the citadel for new stuff." Jack said.

"I suppose you have a point. Ok, fabricating new clothes for the Commander. Though this poses a question about her armor." EDI replied.

"True. Maybe have transparent panels between the armor pieces? Can the armor be made partially or completely transparent?" Jack asked.

"Hmm. I'll draw up a few designs that are possible. And we Willett her decide." EDI concluded.

"Deal!" Jack said.

"Ooh, I'm ok. Just...still tired. And a bit woozy. EDI, have Dr. Chakwas mix some of that handover cure and send it to my quarters." Shepard said, stepping out of the shower.

"You sound much more lucid than before, Commander." EDI said.

"Er, it's Commando now, right? I think I'm changing it to reflect my new wardrobe. I want everyone to know I'm not wearing underwear. In fact, call that reporter." Shepard said.

"Command...do, I feel compelled to ask if you're feeling ok." EDI asked.

"Never better. Just a headache. Is Chakwas making that hangover cure?" Shepard asked.

"It's on its way, Shepard." EDI replied.

Shepard sat naked on her bed, her mind was coalescing slowly, but she began to recall a few things. Specifically how aroused being seen naked or close to naked made her. She began to run her nipples.

"Uh, Commander. I'm still here." Jack said.

"Wha- Jack! Oh, what did you need?" Shepard blushed, but didn't stop rubbing her breasts and nipples.

"Um, well you said you'd help me find the Cerbeeus base on Pragia. It was supposed to be today." Jack tried to focus on her words, but couldn't help but be transfixed by Shepard's nudityand movements.

"Oh, I see. Yeah, I'll be done in a few minutes. You can stay and watch or you can go get ready for the mission." Shepard replied as she lay down on her bed.

"Oh..um...I think I'll go get ready.
You...Enjoy yourself..." Jack said before leaving, surprised at how flustered she became.

"Damn, I was hoping she stayed. Maybe I can order her to stay...next time." Shepard said.

"Commando, I have drawn up some new armor designs you can use on your missions. Let me know which one so it can be fabricated." EDI said.

"EDI, are you able to add some special modifications to the armor?" Shepard asked, in a sex crazed haze of arousal.

"What did you have in mind?" EDI asked.