Lena Luthor

"Lena," Kara said suddenly, then immediately blushed. "I- I mean, I haven't really- not-"

"It's ok," Erin said. "No judgement here. Say, feel like giving this Lena a visit?"

Kara squirmed, still trying to cover up with her arms, her posture not unlike Cynthia's. She squeaked rather than answered.

"I should get some clothes first-" Kara said, before being interrupted.

"Why bother? You'd just lose them again anyway," Erin said.

"What?" Kara squeaked.

"Doesn't matter. Come on, I want to meet Lena!" Erin said. She sent a little friendship to the superhero; "Let's go!"

That journey was at a more manageable speed than their earlier escape, though Kara did seem to be in rather a hurry. At least while Kara was carrying both Cynthia and Erin, she couldn't use her arms for covering up; she was still held close, but Erin could wriggle just enough to get a glimpse down Kara's body.

That, and getting rather familiar with the firm, toned part she was held against. Yep, she could definitely get used to this world.

The trio came to land on a balcony high above most of the city. Erin took a step forwards, getting used to standing on solid ground; Cynthia yelped and crouched to try and yet out of view of the window. Kara didn't quite do the same, but she still tried to get behind Erin, cheeks aflame.

There was a large window in front of them, with a glass door joining the balcony to an office, and within the office was a dark haired, pale skinned woman in a dark red dress. Presumably that was the Lena Kara had mentioned.

Without hesitating, Erin rapped on the glass door twice, before pushing it open. Lena turned around, relaxing only slightly at the flushed blonde peering over Erin's shoulder, though her expression quickly became confused as she glimpsed Kara's nudity.

"What-"

Introductions were boring. Instead, Erin focused...

Lena started undressing. Much better. The CEO went from confused to wide-eyed, cheeks swiftly turning red as she found herself slipping the dress off her shoulders. In seconds it pooled around her feet, leaving her in admittedly expensive looking underwear.

That didn't last long either. Lena whimpered as she shrugged her bra off, exposing perfect tits for a couple of seconds as she pushed her panties down, stepping out of them and kicking her dress aside.

Flushing, she crossed her arms, crossing her legs as she tried to stay standing, swaying slightly.

"Supergirl, what-" Lena said, squealing.

"You were first on her list of people she wanted to get naked," Erin said. "Have to say, I don't blame her."

"What?!" Lena said.

"I-it wasn't like that," Kara said, still blushing. "I- I, uh-"

As fun as the awkwardness was, Erin still sent a bit of 'never' to Lena, encouraging her to drop her arms. She yelped, but didn't cover up, offering a full-frotal glimpse that even Kara stared at for a moment.

"I'll- I'll just get my dress-" Lena said.

She didn't move. Erin made sure of it. Instead, Lena just whimpered.

"Kara," Erin said (Lena's eyes widened at that), "Be a dear, throw her clothes off the balcony will you?"

"Kara?!" Lena squealed. "What are- How- Wait!"

"I- ahh, sorry!" Kara said.

The slight pulse of 'never' Erin sent to her was enough to make Kara obey, picking up Lena's discarded clothes, then walking over to the window and baring her toned ass for a good few seconds.

Lena whimpered as she watched her clothes fall down to the street below-

Erin was about to say something else when the balcony exploded.

She stumbled, ducking in case anything else happened. Both Cynthia and Lena staggered back; Kara was unaffected, though her cheeks were a blazing red as she hurried back into the office, eager to get inside.

Thanks to the 'never' Erin had sent her way, she wasn't covering up any more either.

"What the hell was that?!" Erin said.

"I don't-" Kara squeaked. "I don't know why I did that. I really, really, really didn't want to. Not now."

That'd be the never. Erin raised her eyebrows; ok, she knew that trick could be unpredictable, but it hadn't caused explosions before.

She sent a little friendship, making Kara relax.

"I solar flared," Kara said, voice high. "It- It means I lost my powers. I- I, um, I can't fly us out of here. Or get my clothes. Or anyone else's. I'm, um, basically human."

Erin raised her eyebrows, then looked around the room.

Cynthia, crouching behind the desk. Lena, standing with so much pale skin on display, staring incredulously at Supergirl; it wasn't entirely clear whether she was caught more off-guard by the hero's nudity or the fact her name was Kara. And then, finally, the thoroughly flustered Kara standing in front of a still-smoking balcony.

No quick way out for any of them, and none of them wearing a thing.