Get That (BARE) C(ass) in Gear!

Cassie Lang alternately crouched, holding her bare waist or cradling her boobs while she purveyed scenario after scenario after timeline on the scifi holo screens. Outside the door she heard her accomplices- which would be wonderful, simply wonderful, were she not apparently in the perverted timeline and rendered birthday suited, maybe for life!

She twiddled her thumbs (and toes down below on her nervous naked feet) and sighed deeply in a higher pitch than she felt dignified. This nudity thing was really getting to her, ok?!

She swiped through screen after screen, sitting down on her exposed smooth thighs and buttocks when she could stand the reminder of her own skin.

Situation after situation passed by, and then weren’t getting better. Intermittently, the bare girl had to stop and hold her shaking self, or play with her hair (still frustratingly stuck above chest level!)

One time a drone hovered to the atrium window and Cassie nearly screamed until she realized it was Kang-Kolor-Koded (blue visor, big surprise there!)

At least one time traveler of high renown had already seen her ass. She shuddered.

Before her, now feeling like changing channels on cable that only played rebooted Twilight Zone, flashed scenarios, in triplicate or quadruple due to the multiple portals.

A lush green field-across from a mall lot. Pass!

A quiet suburb, with a neighbor and dog outside! Double pass!

A- was that a man dressed like a bat? And some kind of warrior woman. Cassie frowned, then remembered a funny joke she saw online. It suddenly made a lot more sense. The Bat-Man turned and looked at the portal and Cassie realized they were two-way! Of course! He pulled out a scanner just as she had been giving him finger guns and an “eyyyy!”. She squealed and covered her nipples, changing the channel again.

——-

Hours later, the door was starting to sound weak, and Cassie could clearly hear Jentorrah and the others outside. She paced, soles slapping the floor and her body being markedly more jiggly than usual.

Some of the portals had suddenly begun to include people, so she had to be careful to only peek. Speaking of peeking, some of them included her!

It was a shock at first, but it made sense that in all of time and space, she was not the only one.

What really made her want to scream was that she wasn’t the only, well…buck NAKED Cassie Lang!

She had clearly spied a Cassie in English 101, sitting at her desk with a notebook tightly clutched to her chest, stomach hitching, blushed and bare feet fidgeting below.

And one walking down a suburb street? The same one with the neighbor, this one catching a frisbee then holding it over her core, returning it to her canine neighbor while muttering apologies to the other.

She even saw her own bare frame and buttocks before what seemed like a future council of avengers. She caught a bit of conversation before changing- “No. in all of the multiverse, Cassie- it seems that at least 99% of you, are stuck totally n-“

——fuck!

As she changed again, she heard a thunderous crash and then gasps. She gasped as well, s throwing both hands over her perky bum.

Jentorrah cried triumphant. “Kang! The day of your despot is at an-…..”

Her eyes narrowed, her brow furrowed at the sight before her, but her mouth didn’t stop. “-ass?!”

Cassie wished a very particular portal would swallow her up for good. She squealed.