"Eventfully"

Ladybug was feeling like she was on top of the world. Normally, that was because of the freedom granted to her by the Miraculous, but now it was because of the little side effect she just learned about. As the superheroine swung around the city, she felt the wind stroke her all over her skin. Her limbs, her breasts, her butt, even her pussy, Ladybug felt the cold wind everywhere.

And she loved it.

She loved the feeling of total nudity while she swung around, she loved feeling like her bits were secretly on display while people were looking at her, she loved the feeling of being secretly indecent while outside the comfort of her own home.

In fact, Ladybug loved this feeling so much that she could feel her juices starting to coat her thighs. Taking a quick stop to discreetly inspect them, she could tell that her weird new suit didn't allow the juices to leak out until the superhero directly touched it with her fingers, as the slimy droplets on her fingers could attest to. Quickly licking it up, she went back onto her patrol to find a place where she could be alone.

Eventually, Ladybug ended up at the top of the Eiffel Tower. From experience, she knew that it was after closing hours, and that nobody would be near her. And, more importantly, that there wouldn't be any cameras around.

Sitting down and feeling the biting cold from the tower's metallic structure, Ladybug opened up her legs, feeling like she was showing herself off to Paris. Then, she started going to work on herself. First, she started massaging her breasts, which started feeling a lot better than when she normally did it. When she started pinching her nipples, she had to fight to hold her moaning, something she never had to do before for such a simple thing.

Then, Ladybug's right hand moved away from her boobs to snake its way down to her pussy, and when it went through the illusionary suit, she noticed that she was absolutely drenched. Almost instinctively, the red clad fingers pushed further through the illusion covering the heroine's privates to go inside, pumping in and out of the birth cannel.

Ladybug had to stop massaging her breast to cover her mouth, as she could no longer hold her moans in with willpower alone. Still, she continued fingering herself, going faster and faster, and starting to rub her clit with her thumb. Eventually, Ladybug came hard, harder than ever before. Her back arched so hard that she lost her balance, falling backwards onto the Eiffel Tower as a stream of her love juices squirted out of her pussy, the liquid going right through the illusion and falling down to the lower levels and the Parisian streets below.

Ladybug breathed hard, recovering from the massive flood of pleasure she just felt. A smile started to grace her face as she looked up into the sky, enjoying the night sky as she felt the night air flow across her body.

After taking a moment to recover, Ladybug swung away again, finishing her patrol and going back home.