Mind Games

"A mental block..."

Kara echoed the words, but they didn't make any sense to her. Not in this context, not in this moment. She opened her mouth again, but closed it, and proceeded to pace around their improvised campsite. M'Gann sat there, arms crossed over her freckled chest, giving Kara a moment to process this.

"Okay..." The blonde took a deep breath after a moment. "Go ahead and explain, M'Gann. What happened? What does this mean?"

Before the Martian could offer what little insight she could remember, Starfire inserted herself into the conversation! She pressed against Kara's back, nuzzling affectionately into her neck, while trailing her finger up along her stomach. Kara tensed, but she didn't force the Tamaranean off.

"If I may explain..." Starfire practically purred into Kara's ear. "You were very much enjoying our time together. Our nudity was especially joyous. As time went on, you grew... Frustrated by our eventual need to dress again.

You wondered why we, as otherworldly women, must clothe ourselves by Earth standards..."

Kara was at a loss for words. Sure, she'd complained about having to conform to Earth traditions before... But a stance like that? Kryptonians wore clothes too! And while she processed this, Starfire's touch continued to wander.

If it'd been perverted, or forceful, or intrusive, Kara likely would've gotten mad. But Kori radiated pure care and affection in that moment. Here they were, in the woods, bare naked, and this orange beauty was cuddling her like they were lovers! A shaky breath slipped out as those warm, orange hands idly played with her perky breasts.

As if that weren't enough-- M'Gann stood now. She pressed her petite green body against Kara, leaving her essentially sandwiched between her naked friends! She touched Kara's face, gazed into her eyes... Then began to gently peer into her mind.

"It seems, in my compromised state, I agreed with you." Megan sighed. "This mental block completely prevents us from getting dressed. You might be able to manage... I don't know. A cape, some accessories, maybe. But nothing significant."

Kara chewed on her bottom lip for a moment, looking down at Megan's freckled face. The most obvious question came to mind. "Well... Can you undo it?"

M'Gann clearly expected this, and scoffed at the notion, despite how obvious it may be. "Undo it? I didn't even know that I could do this in the first place!" She seemed frustrated, but moreso with herself than Kara. She pressed her body close to her.

"Sorry. It's not as simple as removing a band-aid. We're... Hardwired to accept this. It's instinctive. In our current state, being nude feels as natural as breathing."

At this point, Megan backed away from her friends. Unlike Kara and Kori, she was a shape shifter! She didn't need physical clothing to cover herself with. Her body began to change. Green skin turned Caucasian, hair lengthened, and clothing seemed to briefly appear on her body...

But it never lasted.

Shirts, pants, dresses, even mimicking other heroes outfits! No matter what form she took, her breasts always hung freely, and her vagina always returned into view. There really was no way around this.

Even without testing it, Kara could feel it in her bones-- She knew they needed to get dressed, but actually picturing herself putting on a proper outfit felt... Unrealistic. Wrong. She gently pulled away from Kori and looked to the sky.

"Well... Standing around out here won't do us any good. Maybe there's someone that can help us figure this out..."