Bill's home

"How about we start small?" Bill said. "On Earth. You know. Plenty to explore just there, before getting to the rest of time and space. Always wanted to see the Grand Canyon."

She clutched her bare legs to her chest, drifting in the void, smiling hopefully at at Heather.

"We, uh, have money right?" Bill said. "Or something."

"I can interface with most systems," Heather said. "No harder than transforming you. It's just matter and signals. Plane tickets and everything are easy."

"So it's just clothes we have to worry about," Bill said, cheeks burning.

Heather nodded; Bill gulped.

"Ok," she said. "My home. I've got some clothes left. Uh, a couple of weeks after I left. In my room. About- 3, 4pm should do it, no one should be home."

Heather nodded an extended her hand. A little nervously, Bill reached out to take it-

And they were whirling through eternity. Was this what the TARDIS always saw? Bill was a little jealous. She could almost forget her perpetual nudity in the whirling void, colours like she could never have imagined surrounding them.

And then she was suddenly reminded of her nudity as they landed, the journey over far too soon. And she was... right, her room, she knew this floor. Travel by super-water-girlfriend was more accurate than travel by TARDIS it seemed.

She lay splayed out on the carpet. Hurriedly, Bill sat up, not bothering to cover herself while she was only in front of Heather; hey, Heather had seen it all before, and with any luck would be seeing all of it again in much more fun circumstances.

She stood up and turned, to see her girlfriend sat on her bed, smiling coyly. Bill stood up, catching her breath.

"Wow," Bill said.

"I know," Heather said.

"Is it always like that?" Bill said.

"Sometimes it's better," Heather said.

Bill grinned; then, remembering why it was she'd wanted to come here, turned back around to her chest of drawers. Right, pick an outfit, then get out, and...

"You know," Heather said, eyeing Bill as she bent over to open a drawer. "I can think of worse situations to be in than being stuck with a naked you."

Any amused response Bill might have given was cut off when she looked in the drawer. Wait; she opened another, and another, eyes going wider.

"Bill?" Heather said.

"They're gone," Bill said. She straightened, taking a step back. "My clothes are gone."

"What?"

"I don't know," Bill said. "My foster mum, she must ahve... I don't know, thought it was wash day, or thought I wasn't coming back and moved them, or..."

She squeaked, glancing down at herself and feeling her cheeks burn. Long, dark legs, exposed tits, no doubt her shaved pussy was easily visible. And from a glance over her shoulder to an appreciative Heather, her ass wasn't exactly subtle.

"Oh god, what am I going to do?" Bill said, voice growing high and panicked. "I can't go anywhere like this! i don't want everyone to see me naked, I'm not going to- I, oh god why did I-"

"Bill, Bill," Heather said. "Calm down. Someone else lives here, right?"

"My foster mum, yeah," Bill said.

"Do you know where her room is?" Heather said.

Right. Bill slowly regained her breath. Right; it was far from her style, but it was so much better than being naked. She just had to leave her room, and-

Before she could even move, there was the sound of the front door opening. Bill froze.

No, no, no, she was never home that early... Unless Heather's timing was off, or she was just absurdly unlucky. Which given her current predicament wasn't outside the realm of possibility.

Heather stood up, taking in Bill's nervous expression. She couldn't leave the room like this!

"Should we go?" Heather said. "We don't have to stay here."

Bill glanced around; her eyes settled on her duvet. At least she had that, some means of cover. Not enough to go outside, but enough to hide.

If she could make an excuse as to why she'd suddenly returned to her room, and was stark naked with a girl. Her foster mother didn't even know she was gay, so that was not a conversation she wanted.

But could she give that cover up and be whisked off elsewhere?

"Bill!" Heather said urgently, as the sound of footsteps outside grew louder.