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Liz stirred. Huh, it was cooler than she remembered, and her mattress was...

And that was when everything came flooding back. Her eyes widened, and she just about kept still, not wanting to wake up the nude Jenny behind her. Right. She was lost god only knew where without a scrapping of clothing, beyond the leaves she tied together, and her only company was a woman apparently even more mortified by the whole situation than she was.

Not the best situation she'd ever been in. Liz shifted slowly, doing her best to keep forwards rather than brushing against the warm skin of the woman behind her. She bit her lip, tentatively pushing forwards.

Hopefully the forest was empty at least, she could focus on getting dressed before Jenny woke up. She shuffled, nudging the closed door; she heard a rustle as Jenny shifted in the renewed light, but no sound of her waking up.

Ok, good. Once the lid was off Liz slipped out of the small shelter, stretching for a moment, then turning around. She bent over to reach for where their improvised clothes had been stored-

And froze. Wait, what?! There was nothing there; she reached in, hoping somehow they must have somehow slipped further back or something. But, no, their clothes had vanished from the gap.

Her gaze drifted to Jenny, half-wondering if the woman had consciously or unconsciously taken them. But, no, Jenny was sleeping as nude as ever, arms slipped slightly from covering her tits to expose rather more. Liz coughed, quickly looking away.

And that was when she caught sight of another woman standing some distance away. Liz yelped, loud enough to wake Jenny, and quickly straightened, turning around and trying to cover up with her arms.

Had she been the one to take their improvised garments? Someone must have, during the night. Quietly take off the door, look inside, look around... Though the woman wasn't wearing them. For that matter the woman wasn't covering up at all, despite being as naked as Liz and Jenny. If anything she just seemed mildly annoyed.

Jenny shrieked as she woke up; flushing, Liz sidled, not wanting Jenny to keep getting a view of her rear. Behind her Jenny sat up, pulling her knees up to her chest and staying inside the shelter.

"Uh, hi?" Liz tried. "Who are you?"

"Liz Shaw," the dark-haired stranger murmured. "I remember your file. Fun read. Bit with the spacemen was a bit dull, other than that..."

"You're UNIT?" Liz said.

She didn't know if that made things better or worse. On one hand it might be helpful; on the other, she really didn't want to be stuck naked in front of a colleague. Her hands shifted.

"Oh, that's right, I was a little after your time," the woman said. Slowly, she started to smile. "Which means you're from before UNIT training taught every janitor to resist..."

There was a paused. Liz hesitated; then the woman looked up and met her eyes.

"I'm Missy," she said. Liz found she couldn't look away. "And you will obey me."

Liz stopped moving, and Missy smiled. Nervously Jenny shifted, poking her head out of the shelter, still blushing a bright red. She stayed sitting, trying to hide behind her legs; Missy's attention turned to her.

"Liz sweetie," Missy said, voice almost saccharine, "Stand your friend there up. Restrain her. Want you both where I can keep an eye on things. Humans running around can be so distracting."

Without even a moment's hesitation Liz turned around; her cheeks were still red, but she dropped her arms without a second thought to reach for Jenny.

"What are you doing?!" Jenny yelped.

"I must obey," Liz intoned. She reached in, grabbing Jenny's wrists and pulling her forwards.

Jenny slipped out from the old bed, extending her feet just enough to keep her balance, and squealing as Liz pulled her to her feet. Damn it; normally she liked to think of herself as a bit of a fighter, she could absolutely take care of herself, but initiative was vital. Liz had hold of her wrists before she had any opportunity to resist.

Which left her standing stark naked with the redhead holding her arms behind her back. Jenny squealed, squirming on the spot to try and at least push her legs together, cheeks blazing. Whatever hypnosis this 'Missy' had used...

"This is the **** Zone," Missy said. "Dreadful place. Zero stars. Been here before, admittedly wasn't naked then, that stuff only ever happens to me in this body. Must be some weird universal law. Anyway, you lucky two have my company getting to the Tomb of Rassilon. Spare pair of hands, you know how it is. And don't fancy you hiding anything in those leaves you had, so forget them. Lizzie dear, come along."

Missy turned. Jenny squeaked as Liz obeyed automatically, the flush not fading from her cheeks as the two nude women followed the Time Lady on.