Jennifer

It was far too long before her sister pulled up in a car. Anissa was on the verge of tears, feeling the air against her bare skin, squirming in the shadows.

The worst part had been when other cars had gone by. They'd passed her, and she'd had to go out to see if it was Jennifer, only to get catcalled and have to shrink back. She'd much prefer to shout back at them, but now was not the time for confrontations!

She was hyperventilating by the time Jennifer came to a stop in front of her. There was a sudden spark from in the car.

"Anissa?!" Jennifer exclaimed. "What the hell?!"

"L-later," Anissa said, shaking. "Let me in!"

She hurried onto the back seat, curling up, still whimpering to feel so many new surfaces against her back or her firm black ass. She crossed her legs, long thigh lifting up over the other, and tried not to think about how close every little bit of her was to being in view.

It was a few seconds before Anissa spoke.

"Jenn. Why aren't we moving?" Anissa said.

Jennifer jerked the key in the ignition and the car whirred; she looked back, eyes wide.

"I, um, I kinda got shocked by seeing you... like that," Jennifer said.

"So?"

"I got shocked," Jennifer said. "I think I shorted something."

Shit. Jennifer wasn't in full control of her powers yet, she could still mess things up. Including, apparently, the car.

"Well we're not walking!" Anissa yelped.

She clutched her arms tighter over her chest, a hint of the curve under her arms sneaking into view. Jennifer looked away and Anissa's cheeks burned.

"Do you want to call a mechanic?!" Jennifer said. "I'm no good with fixing cars, are you?"

"Not like this," Anissa said.

She fidgeted. After a second, Jennifer shrugged out of her coat, passing it back; Anissa took it gratefully to hug it around herself.

After a moment she took her goggles off. Better to be seen as Anissa when she was with her sister, and hopefully no one would be looking at her. Even if she really wanted to wear more than just a jacket.

It felt like forever before Jennifer spoke up.

"If we don't drive," Jennifer said. "Maybe we could walk somewhere out of the way."

"Like where?" Anissa said, voice still shaky.

"The roofs," Jennifer said. "Dad has that whole electric... flying... things, I bet I could probably manage something like it."

"Get us up there?" Anissa said.

Well if it was a choice between running around the streets with her ass out, or only being seen by her sister, the latter was... better. Still humiliating, but better.

"Sure you're up for it?" Anissa said.

"Think I can cope," Jennifer said.

She stuck her head out the window, glancing around to make sure the coast was clear, before hopping out. They could get someone to recover the car later. Not like it could be stolen while it was fried. A second later, Anissa hurried out after her.

Jennifer opened her arms and Anissa ran into them, pulling her sister's coat more tightly around herself to try and hide her boobs. Then there was a spark of yellow, and a tingling up her bare legs, like static, as her sister focused.

They stood on yellow lightning. Sparks wreathed them, lifting them up, her sister bright and shining as the energy surged around her. Caught in the field, Anissa felt a tingle sneak up her inner thigh, and up higher, eliciting a somehow even more humiliating reaction from her.

Anissa bit her lip to try and keep quiet, really hoping Jennifer hadn't notice.

Jennifer grunted. This was an exertion, given how unused to her powers she was. Still, they made it to the roof.

And the energy surged.

Anissa shrieked as she noticed her borrowed jacket was nothing but ash. She couldn't wrap it around herself when her sister's lightning powers had burned right through it. Anissa opened her mouth to make some cutting remark, when she realised she wasn't the only one whose clothes had been burned up.

Jennifer really needed to work on controlling her powers.

It was a second before Anissa remembered that now their bare boobs would be pressed against each other. Quickly, Anissa stumbled back, cheeks hot and crossing her arms again. Miraculously, Jennifer's shoes seemed to have survived the lightning. Maybe they were less flammable. Nothing else had. Jennifer was still regaining her focus.

When she did, she shrieked.

"Oh hell no!" Jennifer yelped. She moved her arms, trying to hide her boobs and her pussy, whimpering. "I really hate these powers."

Anissa bit her lip.

Shit. They were off the street, sure, and on a roof. But now the Pierce sisters were both stark naked in the middle of Freeland, with nothing beyond Jennifer's shoes to wear between the two of them.