Going Feral

"You've gone far enough, Selina." She muttered to herself, brilliant green eyes scanning her surroundings. "Scratch that-- You've gone TOO far. You're off the deep end. Save yourself some dignity, at least!"

As if her recent actions hadn't been proof enough that she was crazy, now she was talking to herself. REASONING with herself-- Or trying to! But here she was, wandering a department store, wearing the last bits of her clothing.

This had become a strangely fun spin on her usual hobbies-- Reverse stealing! Rather than taking an item, she was discreetly giving it back. In this instant, she was placing her simple outfit amongst all the others in this relatively cheap department store.

She took a breath.

Then undid her grey hoodie and placed it on the rack, blending in perfectly with all of the others. Her breath hitched. She eyed the security cameras, then scrambled across the store!

She'd long since gotten rid of her nice, lacy bras. Leaving her clutching her naked breasts as she darted through the aisles.

Her purple sweatpants came next. She folded them neatly, placing them on the pile amongst all of the identical pants. Cheap, but comfortable! And now she didn't have them. Selina glanced down at her last article of clothing... And bit her bottom lip.

"Good evening..." Selina greeted the cashier; A bored looking young man, scrolling on his phone. He glanced at the item she placed on the counter. A single candy bar.

"Evening. That'll be a dollar thir..."

His eyes looked up, and his voice trailed off, as Selina stood before him. A positively stunning woman, with a curvy figure, short black hair, and an embarrassed smile on her lips.

"Oh, wouldn't you know it, I forgot my purse." Selina sighed, as if this situation were completely common. The man opened his mouth, but no words managed to come out. Not quite as suave as a certain bat... But still, a fun reaction.

Selina gave him a moment, then shrugged, and hooked her thumbs into her underwear. Sliding them down her legs, stepping gingerly out of them-- Then dropping them onto the counter. A pair of cute, cotton undies, with little black cats.

"Keep the change, handsome." She purred, taking her candy and strolling out, while swaying her shapely hips.

Gotham's air was as cold and bitter as ever, and yet, Selina couldn't help but laugh as she drew her arms close! She finished her candy quickly, and just like that...

That was it. She was destitute. She had absolutely nothing to her name. Not even a shred of clothing...