Caitlin feels a breeze...

Caitlin Strucker squirmed, stark naked in the mutant underground building, clad only in an already see-through forcefield, not aware it covered barely any more than a backwards jacket. Her back, her ass, even her pussy were all in easy view of the myriad people around her, even her own daughter. Anyone that looked at her chest for more than a second could make out her tits, small, dark red nipples each strikingly visible.

She blushed just from the knowledge that people knew she was naked, thinking they could only see her shoulders and shins. Slightly panicked she lept looking around the room, becoming slightly aware of how tired Lauren was looking.

Caitlin whimpered, and then froze.

She felt a small breeze of air. Normally nothing much, it was just on her back. Her... covered back?

Nervously she reached back with one hand, both her arms inside the forcefield circle. She pushed behind herself; wait, nothing? Why was-

Nothing?!

Caitlin shrieked, reaching back with both hands and clapping them over her ass, fingers splayed in a futile effort to try and hide her cheeks. She flushed even more, looking straight ahead.

"Lauren, my, uh- Behind me, there's a gap!" Caitlin said.

"Oh! Uh, right, one sec!" Lauren said.

She hesitated, then focused. Damn it, she'd hoped that would last. She couldn't make a full forcefield last much more. Maybe she could...

To begin with she started recompleting the barrier. Where once a gap had left Caitlin's back bare, and her behind covered only by her hands, now the forcefield returned, though she left an arch-shaped gap over her mother's pussy. She wouldn't notice that right?

She needed the forcefield to be as small as possible, needed to leave holes wherever she could. Hopefully without Caitlin realising and looking as **** and mortified as she did just then.

Caitlin whimpered, slowly moving her arms forwards again, unaware her behind was still easily seen through the minor distortion of the barrier.

"I, uh, didn't realise," Lauren lied. "Sorry mom."

"I-it's ok, just try to be sure. Please," Caitlin said. She blushed, her cheeks burning.

Lauren flushed slightly too. Protecting her mother's modesty was a lost battle, she just had to stop her getting too overwhelmed by her predicament. That was all she could do, and that meant keeping her forcefield intact for as long as possible, no matter how much people saw through it.

Maybe a giant obvious gap wasn't enough. Shortening the base had worked though; now Caitlin's hands were elsewhere, Lauren raised the back just a little. Not as much as before, but enough that the curve of her ass just snuck into view.

But it wasn't enough. Lauren wiped her brow again, weary. She needed to do something if she wanted to keep the barrier up, no matter how much of her mother she ended up exposing.

Oblivious, Caitlin continued squirming.