Hack her hard-light clothing

Half an hour later, Symmetra was onstage. Even now, her breath was rushed and her eyes were half-lidded, her mind more focused on her attire than her upcoming dance. Sombra watched with fascination from her vantage point in the vents. Nothing in her research on Symmetra had even hinted at an exhibition kink, and yet here she was. The music track began, a singer backed by a harmonium and a dhol, and Symmetra began to dance, her eyes closed. Perhaps she was so familiar with this dance that she could do it blindfolded. Or maybe she was so enraptured by her fantasies that she couldn't focus on the crowd. Either way, it gave Sombra some time to play with her food

As Symmetra wiggled her hips, Sombra gradually altered the opacity settings on her clothing. Slow enough that onlookers would mistake it for a trick of the light...at first. The crowd grew as people from other exhibits noticed the dancing woman with the translucent dress. When Sombra made it vanish in a puff of physical confetti, in time with a swell in the music track and Symmetra striking a pose, the crowd cheered, with some postulating from the design on Symmetra's underwear that this was all a Viskhar stunt.

Sombra snickered at the sight, and continued to mess with the hard-light settings, toying with the opacity in specific ways. The crowd's cheering fell to a hush as it watched Symmetra's underwear shrink before their eyes. The sports bra lost its straps, becoming a skimpy bikini top, and even that shrank to little blue pasties. The boyshorts shrank to a narrow bikini bottom, and then to a thong. Half of the audience, largely young men, watched lasciviously. The rest murmured amongst themselves, none of them wanting to be the one to raise a fuss. Finally, one loudmouth said what everyone was thinking:

"Hey, hey lady! D'you know that you're almost naked?"

Symmetra's eyes flew open and looked down. She blinked twice, not believing what she was seeing. After all, she couldn't be naked in front of a live audience, not outside of her newfound fantasies. And she could still feel the clothes on her, even though she couldn't see them. She tried to access the hardlight controls, controls that have been remotely locked. She looked out at the crowd, back down to her scantily-clad body, and back at the crowd. Her entire body broke into a cold sweat.

At that, Sombra turned off the hardlight entirely. With a flash of light, Symmetra went from almost naked to just naked, her breasts bouncing as their hard-light prison vanished. Symmetra covered her tits, her body reacting to the shame it would normally feel, while she kept staring at an increasingly confused crowd. Naked. Naked in front of an entire audience. She felt something in her crack, like a fracture in a dam, and her knees buckled as she orgasmed. Only then, her mind cleared, did she realize the severity of her situation.

She ran, covering her crotch and holding her jiggling breasts, wetness dripping down her legs. The crowd followed behind, shouting questions. Bythe time she got back to the backrooms, her clothes would be gone -- Sombra made sure to confiscate them beforehand for the underwear bonus. In the upcoming week, Vishkar Corporation will no doubt be rocked by controversy. There'll be a massive internal investigation as to how this happened, which will turn up nothing and no doubt leave Symmetra holding the proverbial bag. But Sombra would also be paid, so that was none of her concern.