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Chapter 4 by Rowenar Rowenar

Does she stay in the lab, or go back home?

Going home

The advantage to working for a woman who was both well-known and the target of **** threats was that she had a ready supply of cars with blacked out windows, meaning it was at least easy to get through the city. No one could see in.

The disadvantage though was finding out she had an evil alter-ego that could only be suppressed while she remained naked. Sam stared out the darkened windows, the fact no one could see in only giving her a little comfort given that she had a life to get back to.

She couldn't hide out back here forever. No matter how much she might want to.

As soon as she recognised the neighbourhood she was in, she started wriggling uncomfortably. normally she'd be so happy to make it back here, especially after so long away. Instead...

She kept one arm over her chest, and her other hand over her pussy, even as she sat in the back of the car. Lena had offered to drive her herself; Supergirl had left to do whatever it was Supergirl did. Even with Lena's eyes on the road, Sam couldn't help but squirm.

Eventually, far too soon, Lena parked. She turned back, peering over the car seat to her frantic, nude friend.

"We're here," Lena said. "Do you want me to come in with you, or-"

"N-no!" Sam said quickly. Oh god no, Lena had seen her like this enough.

"Then goodbye," Lena said. She smiled encouragingly.

Sam faltered for a long few seconds. Fuck. It wasn't like she had any kind of choice was it?

She looked out the window; at the very least it was late enough that the street seemed empty. She just had to get to her front door as soon as possible, and emphatically not think about what she was going to do for shopping, or looking after the garden, or taking Ruby to school, or-

Or, oh god, anything.

To flustered to say anything to Lena, Sam shuffled closer to the car door. After another hasty look around, she quickly opened the door and started running.

She didn't close it, too afraid that the sound might draw attention. Far too aware of the view her friend was getting of her behind, Sam ran, frantic, to her front door.

She crouched, fumbling the housekey out of its hiding place, then stood again to get it in the lock. She fidgeted on the spot, feeling the air as though it were stroking every inch of her ass, before at last the door opened.

She stumbled inside and accidentally slammed it behind her, panting from humiliation.

Inside. No longer in view of the street. She closed her eyes for a moment, slumping back against the front door and panting, both her arms to her side with her hands pressed to the door, as though stopping anyone from getting in.

Oh god, oh god...

"Mom?" said a suddenly, high, uncertain voice.

And Sam shrieked, the fact of where she was rushing back to her. She opened her eyes to see Ruby peering up at her, eyes wide and nervous, baffled by her mother's predicament.

Flustered, Sam crouched so that she was kneeling, eyes level with Ruby's and able to at least vaguely hide her pussy. She crossed her arms, cheeks staying just as red.

"H-hi," Sam said eventually. "I- I- um, mommy needs a new wardrobe for a bit, ok? I-it's nothing to w-worry about."

She tried to sound hopeful. Her cheeks burned at Ruby's innocently confused staring.

And then Sam squeaked at the sound of footsteps. Behind Ruby, yet another woman moved into view, yet someone else with a view of the naked Sam trying valiantly to retain what little mdoesty she could.

Alex Danvers, a friend she'd made, a friend she still hadn't wanted to see her like this.

"I was just keeping her company," Alex said. Her gaze lingered on Sam, apparently mostly from shock, before she coughed and dragged her attention back to Sam's face. "I... guess I should go."

"P-please," Sam squeaked.

Oh god, she didn't want to be rude, but she really didn't want yet someone else in her house when she was...

"I'm, uh, happy to help with... whatever you need," Alex said. "Ruby's a great kid."

"Y-yeah," Sam said.

Any other time and she'd have joined in, happily talking about Ruby's virtues. Just not now.

Instead she was awkwardly shuffling across the floor, not wanting to stand up and bare more of herself, but not wanting to be in the way of the front door or in any way in view of it. She blushed, almost crawling into an adjacent room as soon as she neared the door.

"Bye, then," Alex said.

Sam breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of the front door opening and closing, which just left her with-

Which just left her with Ruby, wide-eyed as she regarded her naked mother.

How does Sam adjust?

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