Lena Bares All

Lena woke up wrapped in silk sheets, splayed out over her queen-size bed. Her penthouse was nothing if not luxurious. She lay face down for a good few minutes after waking up, barely shifting at all, smiling to herself even with one pale, bare leg sticking out from under the sheets.

Eventually she moved. She sat up, and let the sheets fall off of her; she wore nothing underneath. Firm boobs, a shaved pussy, and legs that looked more suited to a model than a CEO - she strode over to her window and closed it, stopping the breeze from coming in. This high up, she wasn't so concerned about modesty near the windows - if anyone passed by eye-level she'd have much bigger problems than her nudity.

Tiredly, Lena walked out to her kitchen, setting the kettle to boil to prepare her morning coffee. Then she walked to the shower - her morning routine was simple enough. While she was working, she didn't need to be at L-Corp for a while so she could afford to take her time.

When she was out of the shower, the water was boiled so she poured herself a cup, and then paused, looking down at herself. She'd meant to wrap a towel around herself, to dry - she'd thought she had, but apparently not. She put it down to the lack of caffeine.

Still not feeling any great pressure, Lena walked over to her walk-in wardrobe, coffee in hand, musing over what she wanted to wear today. She was feeling red, maybe, something red...

Ten minutes later and she had a formal set of businesswear laid out in front of her. She'd air-dried by then, so she quickly brushed out her hair, then dressed, fastening on her bra, pulling up her panties, doing up her blouse, and pulling up a pair of tight, black pants. Then she returned to straightening her hair, and went to walk in front of the mirror.

And was just in time to see her clothing dissolve away around her. Lena dropped the hairbrush.

Gone was the well-ironed top, the pants, the socks, even her underwear. Not the tightest scrap left concealing her slender form. She blushed, and barely believing what she was seeing, went back into her expansive wardrobe.

She tried on three more outfits, all to the same result, before she had to admit what she was faced with. Any clothing she put on immediately vanished.

And she was expected at work. Lena looked nervously to her front door, face reddening.

Okay, plan, plan... Leaving the apartment was right out. She could call her secretary, shuffle appointments around if she had to, but her first port of call had to be, well, the professionals.

She hurried over a couple of rooms, silently crossing the soft carpets and for once cursing how unnecessarily big her apartment was and how much space she had to cross, and made it to her phone. She scrolled through her address book and dialled.

"Lena?" Alex Danvers' voice came through sharply. "This is the emergency line. What's up?"

"I need help. Urgently," Lena said.

"Specifics?" Alex said. "Where are you? I'll send a team."

"No!" Lena yelped.

"Lena?"

"It's... sort of delicate," Lena said. "Just you."

"What's happening?" Alex said.

"Um," Lena said. "I'm naked."

There was a pause. For a moment, Lena heard snickering, and then a crackle.

"Okay," Alex said hastily. "Taking you off speaker."

"What?!" Lena said.

"You called the emergency number, I thought you were in danger," Alex said. "Look, I appreciate it, has been lonely since Maggie left, but I'm not looking for-"

"It's not that!" Lena said, bright red and frantic. "I'm not- I can't dress. I've tried. Everything I put on immediately vanishes, and I don't want to leave the apartment but I've got meetings and duties and..."

There was another pause. Lena swallowed.

"Can you help?" Lena said. "I know the DEO's the best shot at dealing with weird stuff like this, and it was you or Kara, and she told me she had Supergirl business so you're my best shot..."

"Supergirl?"Alex said sharply. Lena coughed awkwardly.

"She told me," Lena said.

"She did? When? Why?" Alex said.

"Another time, please!" Lena said.

She could hear Alex's groan.

"I'm on my way," Alex said.

"Just you," Lena said pleadingly.

The call ended.

And Lena was left, by herself, naked in her apartment while surrounded by opulence and what ought to have been a myriad opportunities for fashion. Instead she was left, blushing, sat on a chair with a slowly dissolving cushion on her lap and an arm crossed over her chest.

Ten minutes later, the buzzer rang. Lena stumbled over to it.

"It's Alex," the voice came over the comm.

"Just you?" Lena said.

"Just me," she said.

Sighing in relief, and not blushing any less, Lena pressed the button to let her in. Then, patiently, nervously, faced the elevator door - if you had the right code, or permission, it would come up all the way to the penthouse. She ought to be the only one able to grant that permission.

Not that it was much comfort to her as she watched the floor number go up, until it dinged. The door slid open, to admit Alex Danvers. Lena stood, embarrassed, barely hiding anything beyond her slender arms.

Alex faltered for a moment, swallowed, and then stepped out.

"You weren't kidding," she said.

"Would I kid about this?!" Lena said.

"Put something on," Alex said.

"I told you. I can't," Lena said.

"I know," Alex said. "I want to see what happens. It could help."

"Oh," Lena said. "Right."

She hesitated. She looked over to the wardrobe, a few rooms away, and back to Alex. Alex was making no move to look away. Needing to choose between trying to awkwardly crab-walk sideways and hide behind her arms, or baring more, Lena chose to sprint as quickly as she could and resign herself to having the agent see her ass. If she'd invited Alex over to help, she had to accept that it was probably going to end with Alex seeing her naked.

Across several rooms, and into the wardrobe - she picked an older, out-of-season shirt that she didn't mind losing, before turning and walking out from among her wealth of clothing. She held it gingerly in one hand, and walked out, going slower through the rooms. She could work out the best way to do this when she was almost back out with Alex.

And then she walked out into a sitting room, and saw that Alex was already in there, having left the area around the elevator. She hadn't been thinking straight. Lena blushed, quickly crossing an arm over her boobs and holding the shirt over her crotch, balled-up.

"Hey! Hey! Careful!" Alex said. "Drop that, I need to see it vanish properly."

Lena looked down, saw the shirt in her hands, and, face burning, dropped it to the floor and left her pussy with just her trembling hand to cover it, the crease leading to it entirely visible.

"Okay, put it on," Alex said.

"Don't you need, like, instruments or something?" Lena said.

"Will do if this doesn't pan out," Alex said. "I'm testing a theory."

Her brow furrowed slightly. Hesitantly, Lena crouched, kneeling on the soft carpet and quickly pulling the shirt up over her head. It was gone almost by the time she'd lowered her hands. She didn't bother to stand, whimpering once and hiding behind her arms again.

Alex quirked an eyebrow.

"So," Alex said slowly. "You had sex with my sister."

Lena squeaked.

---

"I can't tell you how long I've thought about this," Kara said, panting, letting Lena press her back to the wall, the CEO's lips pressing kisses to her neck. The elevator ascended around them. "Rao, so good."

"I'm just glad we made it inside," Lena said.

"I could have flown us," Kara said.

"This is much more fun," Lena said.

The doors dinged open. Kara moaned, gasping for air - then chuckled.

"Race you to the bedroom," she said, and vanishing in an instant. Rolling her eyes at her super-fast girlfriend, Lena followed, dropping her shirt to the ground as she did.

---

"Er," Lena said, eloquently.

Alex looked expectantly at her.

"I," Lena said. She laughed nervously. "What? No. Why would you think that?"

"Lena," Alex said warningly.

Lena took stock of her situation. Naked, unable to get dressed, blushing, and the sister of a hook-up having found out about said hook-up. The heavily armed sister. Lena swallowed.

"We were talking," Lena said. "Sharing stories, she got up the nerve to say she was Supergirl, and I took a moment to process but we could talk it out, and one thing sort of led to another and- wait, why is this important?"

"Kryptonian pheromones," Alex said tiredly. "Kara should've told you."

---

She knew it was just Kara holding back her strength, but there was still something faintly thrilling about having Supergirl pinned down beneath her, a hand on each thigh, holding them apart to bare the treasure within. Lena smiled greedily, rapt.

"Wait," Kara gasped, squirming. "I- I should warn you. I want this, but if we do you won't be able to get dressed, mm-"

"Trust me," Lena said. "Getting dressed is the last thing on my mind right now."

"You mean it?" Kara said, then moaned as Lena dove in.

---

"Wait, that's what that was about?" Lena said, fidgeting.

"Bad explanation huh?" Alex said. She sighed. "Kryptonians during... intimacy release a chemical that bonds to the partner. We think it's a kind of scent-marking, it just reacts oddly with human biology, and earthly chemistry. Reacts poorly to anything that gets too close to your skin causing, well, that."

She gestured. Lena squirmed.

"Seen it before," Alex said vaguely. Her cheeks colored slightly, looking up.

"You have?" Lena said.

"Maggie had the worst ideas for anniversary celebrations," Alex said, grimacing. "Just, the worst."

Lena hesitated.

"Does it wear off?" Lena said.

"It lasts a little less than a day-" Alex said.

"Oh," Lena said, considering. "That's doable. I can reschedule a meeting, call in sick, and..."

"Per orgasm," Alex finished.

Lena faltered.

"Day for each, more or less," Alex said.

Lena stayed silent, mentally counting.

"Lena?" Alex said.

---

Panting, Kara collapsed back on the bed. Lena slid up beside her, sticky with sweat, chest heaving, still smiling.

_"You know, I always _heard about Kryptonian stamina," Lena said. "Kind of impressive."

"Have I worn you out?" Kara said, managing an alarmingly cheery smile. Lena chuckled.

"Not even close," Lena said. "This is my apartment - which means the best tech money can buy, and the best I can invent."

Lena reached down, and something started buzzing. A second later, and Kara arched.

---

"Um," Lena said, face burning red still. "Can you reverse it?"

"Irreversible," Alex said. "It's kryptonian-level biology."

"Kryptonite?"

"It has the yellow sunlight boost from Kara, but it doesn't take in radiation itself," Alex said. "It's self-contained, and way stronger than anything we have. Only option is to wait it out."

"And be completely naked the whole time?" Lena said.

"Yup," Alex said.

She was trying not to laugh, Lena could sense it. Flushing deeper, Lena squeezed her boobs, vainly trying to hide them better. The protective sister's ****, she supposed.

"You know a lot about this," Lena said. "Couldn't you have missed something?"

"Trust me, DEO intern who was way too excited to help test," Alex said. "We were thorough."

Lena swallowed. She was still kneeling, and simply sat back, ass bumping into her bare heels, one hand resting over her lap, Alex standing and looking down onto her.

She could rearrange meetings and such for one day, maybe two at a push, but that was all. Sooner or later she'd need to put in an appearance - even if she was feigning illness, people would expect to see her.

"So, are you dating, or was it a one time thing, or what?" Alex said.

"Is that really what you're asking about right now?!" Lena squeaked.

She gulped.

"Um. I was hoping it would go somewhere, we didn't get a chance to talk - she heard people needing help a couple of hours ago," Lena said.

"Hm," Alex said. "Well, you're probably going to have to get used to this."

"What?!"

"It's gonna happen every time," Alex said. "That is how this works. Every time you sleep with Kara, every time she, well, you know, you're stuck naked for a day."

Alex was smirking. Lena's eyes went wide as she let that sink in.

So if she wanted to... Then she'd have to...

Oh.

"So?" Alex said. "Have you counted Kara's orgasms last night yet? How long are you going to be naked for?"