Your name and rank, of course

You smile as you get up and look up at Gabby's face. She's 5'6", half a foot taller than yourself, annoyingly enough.

"I'm Sergeant Sookie Alda Cox," you say with a sharp salute. You keep the pose for a moment before you relax and put your hand out to greet Gabby. "I know, ironic name," you say before you smirk, tossing your pony tail over your left shoulder.

"Damn, that's a sharp salute miss, or should I say sir?" Gabby giggles as she takes your hand and shakes it firmly, causing your chest to jiggle. You feel a hint of pride and catch a glance of yourself in one of the full body mirrors in the shop. You catch a glance of yourself in a mirror.

You're wearing boots, tight camo trousers, a black undershirt under a green top. You're not wearing the uniform properly as you are not wearing a bra, your nipples poking ever so slightly through the two layers of fabric on your chest.

"Oh, speaking of sharp salutes, look what I found!" she says as she jangles a pair of dog tags in front of you. "I found these over by the letter beads. Tons of dog tags with various names and titles."

"Hmm, they look authentic," you say as you lean closer and hold on to the tag to read what was written on it. "Corporal Gabby B. Laque Chigurh. What a fucking dumb name, suits you perfectly" you say with a giggle.

Rachel joins you after putting down some bags with random clothes by the counter and you hear her sigh loudly. "Gabriella..." she said in a disappointed tone. "What? I'm curious," Gabby says to Rachel as she puts the dog tags over her head.

In an instant Gabby was wearing a military outfit almost a direct copy of yours, and she looks to be in better physical condition. She does a sharp salute and calls out "Corporal Black Sugar at your service, Sir!" "Good to meet you Corporal!" you reply formally and the two of you press your tits against each other trying to out-cock each other with military pomp.

"You two are hopeless," Rachel shrugged as she put a bunch of clothes into a bag. "Gabby said she wanted to bring some clothes home. Anything you would want to bring with you, miss?"

"Sookie Alda Cox Sir," you snap with a smile at her as you undock your tits from Gabby's and give Rachel a salute as well.

"Sookie Alda Cox. All right, at ease soldier," Rachel says in a weary tone and pulls out another bag and puts a few various rubber armbands in the bag. "Here's a bag for you Sookie, go pick up some fun things for yourself if you want any. Anything you want to suggest or tell Sookie about before she goes shopping Gabby?"

"... She's smart enough to figure it out on her own." Gabby says as she was looking at her toned biceps in a mirror. "What are you two not telling me?" you say with a confused look on your face.