You have to inspect them first

"I'd love for both of you girls to join my personal guard," Alicia smiles and Natasha looks up with a slight smile on her face as well. "However," both of their faces fall, "there is one more step before anyone can join. Tonight, I will preform an inspection of all three canidates in my room. LT Mills will give you the details. Any questions?" Both girls give salutes, or at least the closest thing to a salute that they can manage, and you have Alyssa bring them to Mills with your orders.

That night, Mills has all three girls, LT Gable, Alicia, and Natasha standing in front of you, at attention, wearing nothing but the thigh high green socks, tight, coyote brown shirt, and panties. You marvel at the flawless, pale, white skin of LT Gable and Natasha, and almost drool at how even the largest undershirts you have are straining to contain the large breasts of Alicia and especially Natasha. From the rear, Natasha has the smallest butt by far, in plain, blue panties. Gable's medium sized butt would best be described as perky, and she has it covered with a lacy, red pair of panties you gave her from your personal stash. Alicia's rear can only be described as a booty, her thin waist curving deliciously to her wide hips and juicy thighs, her large, round ass being perfectly accented by her high-waisted, pink hipster panties.

When you make your way to the front, and see the straining shirts, you decide you need to see more. "Shirts off," you order, and the three girls obey, stripping off their shirts. Starting with the smallest, you observe Gable in her matching black, lacy bra, her chest at an above average size, though nothing compared to the two girls next to her. Moving on to Alicia, her heavy breasts are supported by her pink bra, her cleavage just begging to have a cock placed in the middle. When you get to Natasha, you see she is wearing a light pink bra as well. Almost the exaxt color as her skin. Wait... Your eyes almost bug out of your skull. She isn't wearing a bra. Her massive tits apparently don't need any support, despite their massive size.

You clear your throat. "Ah, I see you aren't wearing a bra, Natasha."

"That's correct, sir. I do not have the need of one." She is absolutely telling the truth, as her boobs stand up just fine on their own.

You turn to Mills. "Well, what do you think?"

She walks around them slowly. "They seem to all be in good shape, sir. Barnes is up to speed, so I'll be able to focus on these three, though our British friend won't need much more training." She stops and looks at you. "I give all three my recommendation, sir." Alicia fights back a smile as Natasha and Gable maintain their composure.

You nod. "Very well. You girls can get dressed now. We will have the ceremony tomorrow at 1600. Dismissed."