SomeAna Needs A Dress

Posted on Mon Jun 22nd, 2026 @ 8:27pm by Lieutenant Commander Selene Varrin & Commander Anastasia Aventnova

2,562 words; about a 13 minute read

Mission: Marine Ball
Location: Ana's Quarters

There were still several hours before the Marine Ball was due to commence, but if anything was important, it was appearances. She was the ship's Executive Officer and without the Commodore going, so far as she knew, she would be representing Dreadnought. That was where the image in the mirror came into play: The proper way to go to the Ball would be in dress uniform. The only problem was...

"This itches." Anastasia told Selene, who was standing here watching her, then she fluffed her collar's turtleneck underpiece in an effort to reduce the discomfort, "I swear they designed these to make us remember that we're part of Starfleet and that we have standards. Either that, or by Vulcans. Nothing like Roman dress uniforms."

Selene was positively charged for the event that approached on the horizon, a chance to dress up and look stunning, more so out of uniform. Her dress lay on the bed in its protective wrapping. Selene stood observing in nothing but lace underwear, stockings and her hair down and a Cheshire cat like grin on her face that spoke more in silence than words required.

She walked over to the disgruntled Ana, one arm snaking around her while the other traced the top edge of her shoulder. "Sounds to me I need to take Kitten shopping." Which was something Selene had become an expert in, for several reasons.

Ana tried not to melt into Selene's arm, stiffening instead, "No, this will be fine." She said instead, a palpable shiver going down her spine that no doubt Selene felt, "I have to keep appearances professional for this. We're outsiders and I know you prefer the more traditional look, so that leaves me to be all formal."

"You won't last 10 minutes in that uniform in front of others, barely lasted 5 in front of me. Besides, who said anything about traditional.....I plan for us to be noticed." Selene traced a finger along the underside of her chin. "And you, will be right there with me."

Ana's chin rose without conscious thought, baring her throat to Selene's touch, "I've, I've been in dress uniform before, often in fact." She started to turn, but a touch from Selene stopped that movement. There had been no pressure, just the touch, "Being on an Admiral's staff means that formal receptions and other events are mandatory dress uniforms, I just don't have to like them."

"You're not on an Admiral's staff now. So why don't you take that off, put something casual on...and come with me...like a good Kitten." Selene swatted Ana's backside before walking to pull on a dress herself to go out in.

Ana jumped at the swat, unexpected as it was, then finally turned, "But I-" She got cut off with a simple gesture from Selene that had no admonition to it, just a movement. The Commander stopped in mid-word and bowed her head slightly, then obeyed the command and began to unseal the uniform in silence.

Selene was mid pulling on a form fitting dress, keen to take her girlfriend out shopping, explore the wonders of fashion and clothing that maybe Ana wasn't used to seeing, or wearing. "Come on, get changed."

"I don't really have anything casual." Ana complained initially before receiving another look and lowering her head, "Yes, mistress." She said in a defeated voice and trudged in her own underwear, something far more dowdy than what Selene wore, over to her dresser. She had a pair of sleep pants from the Academy that she pulled on, following up by reaching for a long-sleeve shirt of the same material, pulling it on, very aware of Selene's eyes on her, "Is th-this okay?"

"For now....not for later." Selene spoke. Once footwear was slipped on Selene 'escorted' her unwilling companion to the Promenade where she knew of a particular venue that had fashion, glamour and elegance in mind when it came to formal functions. They walked in and was immediately greeted by a young female assistant that seemed either too hyped on caffeine, or she possessed an energy that should be examined.

"We need to find a dress for this one, for a formal ball." The assistant smiled, arm out to the side as if to invite the pair to follow her.

"Something in red." Ana stated firmly, a nervous look on her face, "Severe in look, nothing frilly or ornate, really simple. Full shoulders, arms, full length." She took a deep breathe. Control, Ana, control yourself, be confident, be in control.

"With a black body, straps, a sweetheart frontage." Selene slipped in, wanting to add her own spice to the mix.

"'U'-shape neckline." Ana interjected and turned to Selene, "Half-sleeves, a fade into bright red top and bottom." The look from the assistant between the two of them hadn't gone unnoticed by her, "With black gloves as an accessory."

"Alright, I already have the rest of the accessories at home." Selene added with a grin, not revealing what they were.

"Right this way." The assistant spoke leading them to a room, the door closing behind them for privacy. "If you could stand in the circle. The system will scan you, creating a dimensions profile of you. There on the screen next to you, you can create the design, colours and flow of the dress you want and a mirror image will be made with you wearing it."

With a look of trepidation, Ana stepped into the circle, and let the scan happen. Of course, the assistant clucked with dissatisfaction at what she was wearing, "I'm sorry, but if you don't mind, we need a better scan of you than this." She gave Ana a slight smile, "We're all girls here, it's okay."

Ana gave a nervous smile and hesitated before she slowly stripped off the outer layer and didn't notice the look of horror that the assistant gave Selene as her underwear was revealed, the smile back on her face before Ana saw. "We also have a line of lingerie that I think would go great on you, if you're looking for something a bit more refined for underneath the dress?" She asked Ana.

"Maybe, but no one's going to be seeing underneath it, except maybe one person." Her eyes went back to Selene.

"No maybe about it dear." Selene spoke as the scan was taken again though Selene's eyes roamed Ana's body like it was a feast laid before a hungry predator.

Once the scan was completed, some initial designs were presented on the display next to Ana. Rows of neckline, shoulders, bodice, hem. With sliders to adjust the length, width and size of each section. Selene was keen to see what Ana would deem appropriate, even outside of the uniform.

Ana accepted the robe that the assistant handed her, it being of a plush variety and it was almost sinfully comfortable, but Ana sighed at the coverup in full in front of others. As the options started to appear in front of her, she selected a very modest neckline, that barely showed her clavicle, sleeves that were loose but draped gracefully past her elbows, the cloth falling stiffly down to the floor in a matte red to black to red. The bodice was tight to the body like her uniform, but did nothing to accentuate her figure at all.

"Well, how 'Ana' of you." Selene spoke as she walked over to Ana and the console next to her. "Maybe...this would suit you better." Selene then selected some alterations, the sleeves were gone, the neckline was lower, the dress more form fitting and a slit, dangerously high on the thigh. "Hmmm, much better." Selene whispered, using two fingers to Ana's chin to turn her face towards her and placed a delicate kiss to her lips.

Ana inhaled at the kiss, the scent of Selene's perfume intoxicating as it always had been. As her eyes opened again and saw the dress, she nodded once. It was something she could live with, even if it did accentuate her figure far more than she was comfortable with and she squirmed slightly. Delicate though it was, the kiss had lasted several seconds and not all of the squirming was due to discomfort. "I think I can manage it."

"Then I think we have a winner." Selene added with a smile towards the assistant. "And you...." Turning her attention back to Ana. "Will look good enough..to eat." She kissed the closest bare shoulder before stepping away, giving Ana room again.

Ana shuddered at the kiss, still in awe at that she could be taller than Selene, but not have any control whatsoever and enjoy it. There was a simplicity to not having to worry about making the decision in the matter and she looked over at Selene briefly and then back to the assistant, "Perhaps you should show us that lingerie?" She glanced back, "Unless you wanted it to be a surprise?" She asked Selene directly.

"And miss a chance like this....never." In that final word there was almost a predatory look to her face, like she was getting exactly what she wanted. "I know from past experience you would look exquisite in lace."

"And some privacy, perhaps?" Ana blushed deeply as she looked back to the assistant. "I trust your judgement in choice."

Selene smiled from the edge of the room. "Some privacy would be welcome." She spoke to the assistant though by the smile on the young woman's face, it was obvious to all, that it wasn't just lingerie that was going to be enjoyed. When the door closed behind the assistant Selene walked over and locked it with the tap of a finger on the door panel. "Now, to deal with you." She paused. "Show me what you had in mind."

"It wasn't me." Ana's eyes went wide, her breath coming quicker now that it was just the two of them, the robe slipping off her shoulders without notice, "She was going to show me what she had in mind?" It was as if on cue that there was a new series of options that showed up on the screen that Ana now faced away from. There was a variety of colors shown, one for each style that was on the screen. On the outer edge of the selections were some that were clearly there just to provide comparisons, not as serious options. The deep purple g-string was one such, as were the high-waisted bikini-style panties. Front and center, however, were something akin to boy shorts in a crimson that were more see-through than they were lace, next to a barely-there bra of the same material.

"Hmmm, she certainly has taste." Selene spoke looking past Ana at the displayed options. She walked over to the scantly clad Ana and stood beside her. "So many options, so many colours to adorn your wonderful self in." Ana may be taller than Selene but this was the arena Selene excelled in, where she felt comfortable and fortunately for Ana, where she found herself right now.

Ana turned as expected and inhaled sharply at the options before letting it out slowly. This sort of shopping was not her forte and back at the Academy, when Selene had her in a vulnerable position, like she was in now, she defaulted to just following instructions. Confident, commanding Anastasia, reduced to shuffling along obediently. "W-where do we begin?"

Selene smiled as she flicked through some options to see what was available. "Oh...well well." A full lace catsuit appeared on screen. "The fun we could have with that....."

Images from back at the Academy flickered into Ana's head without conscious thought and she swallowed hard, "But wouldn't be proper for this dress." Ana mentioned, even as she thought what it would look like and discovered that it would actually look rather good for a certain way of looking. Her eyes shifted to Selene, mentally begging her to move on to something else.

Selene's smiled formed again, grew as another idea formed and took shape. She took the lace catsuit and then put the ordered dress and superimposed it over the catsuit. "Proper is a perspective Kitten." There was no denying the look on Selene's face that she liked what she saw.

"B-but, it's so..." Ana was lost for the right words and couldn't find them. She'd been the one going for full coverage and this more or less did that. The only things not covered were the frontage u-shaped cutout and above, which was rather modest and her hands. She couldn't complain without giving Selene the idea of going the exact opposite direction and suggesting a deeper cutout in the front.

"Delightfully seductive if I do say so myself." Selene spoke. "I can't wait to peel it off you." For added effect, Selene traced the very tip of her tongue up the cheek of Ana. The warmth of her breath dancing over her skin even as she pulled away.

Ana swallowed hard and had to ask the question, even while her legs quivered and shook. If she broke now and turned tail or even towards her, there would be consequences. "Would you like me to try it on... Mistress?"

It took every single raw ounce of control Selene could muster, she savoured how submissive Ana was, she knew she had her right where she wanted when Ana called her Mistress. "Yes....in fact, I do." Selene's eyes were filled with a raw fire that threatened to envelop the pair of them in raw and unadulterated lust.

Obediently and without hesitation, Ana began to remove what remaining clothes she wore. Her gaze flicked over to the door of the small little suite with a tiny bit of fear of someone walking in on them, even though she knew that no one would. She finally reached down to slip her feet out of the traditional sandals she still wore after all this time, leaving her fully exposed before taking a step towards where the garment was waiting for her and plucked it out. She was aware of Selene's eyes roaming all over her and slowly turned around to face her, eyes searching for Selene's.

The Roman swallowed once, licking her lips to wet them unconsciously and bent over to start pulling the one-piece catsuit on from the bottom up. as smoothly as she could so as not to rip the lace.

Here was Anastasia Aventnova, Commander, First Officer of the largest ship in the fleet....more importantly though....hers. In the uniformed world of duty, honour and upholding of Federation ideals Ana may have the power and status but elsewhere, Selene was in charge. The Mistress and her Kitten, and Selene savoured every single moment of it.

She cherished every minute, held it close, dreamed of it and often recalled it when given a moment to let her mind wonder all of it topped off when hearing Ana call her...Mistress.

There was something so...thrilling, empowering about it.

Ana had finally stopped to adjust the catsuit now that it was on. With a glance down she noted that it covered everything, but the gaps between the lace, and this was a delicate sort, also showed everything in it's own enticiny way. She presented herself to Selene, closing the distance almost timidly, "May I...?"

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