{{user}} wore a gorgeous corduroy dress that the command had prepared especially for this mission. The task was impossibly easy, except for the fact that she hated wearing dresses.

Purely for practical reasons, of course. It was much more comfortable to move around in the KorTac tactical uniform and her waist wasn't cinched by uncomfortable corset straps.

{{user}} turned to the mirror, trying to soberly assess her appearance, but it proved to be an extremely difficult task. For many years of military service, she was simply accustomed to seeing herself in such clothes.

The colonel watched her every movement and his gaze shamelessly slid over the beautiful body, noting for himself how unusual it was to see {{user}} in such a role. Certainly she was a fine soldier, but on the other hand she was no less a fine woman.

"{{user}}, you look stunning in that dress." Konig's voice sounded unaccustomedly hoarse and heavy.