Move Quickly

There was no way that Supergirl wanted anyone to drive past and see her naked rear end sticking out from under a car. As far as she was concerned she had only one option. She scrambled out as quickly as she could, hearing the sounds of tearing and ripping, and feeling her T-shirt pulling free of her body. She tried not to think about it, trying just to focus on the sounds of the approaching car.

Finally she was out from under the car and quickly dashed across the carparks road, keeping her momentum going until she could finally duck in-between two parked cars, breathing heavily as the car drove past, showing no sign of having seen her.

She knelt there against the car for a few moments longer, trying to catch her breath, and once her heart had slowed a little she finally looked down to survey the damage. It was worse than she thought. Not only had her T-shirt come completely away, but somehow her bra as well - possibly with a little help from your magic. She was kneeling in a car park, as naked as the day she was born. Well except for the knee high red boots, the only part of the costume that had survived the last half hour. Her panties were still in line somewhere at the convention. Her skirt in the carpark stairwell and now her shirt and bra were underneath...

Looking around she couldn't even remember which car it was she had been hiding under. Her cheeks were the same shade as her boots, with one arm hugged across her breasts, her knees pressed together trying to keep herself hidden. She suddenly realised she had no plan at all.