No Clothes, No Invisibility

Karla pulled the shirt over Sue's head. The Invisible Woman let her. She had placed herself into the psychiatrist's hands, and the tall, thin blonde with the hazel eyes and self-assured smile radiated confidence. After Sue's shirt came off, Karla pulled off her own, letting the garment hit the wooden floor, so that they both stood there in only their bras.

"Come on," Karla said, thumbs working the front catch on her bra. "Get undressed."

Sue looked around. The room was small, enclosed. Just the teleporter and two doors. No windows or cameras, just recessed lighting and dark wood.

"Okaaay," Sue said, using an invisible finger to undo the latch below her shoulders, and letting her cups fall off as she slipped off the shoulder straps. "What are we doing?"

"We're getting nude," Karla said. "We're going to get you used to wearing nothing. No clothes, no invisibility. Acclimate you to the naturalness of nudity."

Sue paused for a moment as she took off the lower half of her costume—but then she began to rationalize it. Of course, this was a form of exposure therapy. Making Sue face her own fears, her own inhibitions. Of course, that did make Sue wonder...

"So why are you getting naked?" The Invisible Woman asked, trying not to stare as Karla's shaven mons came into view. The psychiatrist had a slim, well-muscled body. Not as defined as a body builder, but easily equivalent to an Olympic athlete, easily a physical equal to a hero or supervillain. Sue Storm was impressed.

"Because I'm not going to ask you to do anything that I'm unwilling to do, of course," Dr. Stone stone, hands on her hips, legs apart. "I'm not ashamed of my body, and neither should you be."

Sue Storm nodded. In truth, it was reassuring. She had been naked by herself many times. Being naked around other people, even Reed, had always been a bit embarrassing. Yet this felt like...like the women's locker room at the old Avengers Mansion. There had never been many female Avengers, and those who were members had been considerate, nonjudgmental.

Once Sue was fully naked, Karla's smile widened a bit—and she opened one of the doors.

Cold struck Sue Storm like a physical ****. Cold and light. A blinding white that made her throw up her hands. By the time she could open her eyes again, Sue was shivering, gooseflesh all over her body, nipples hard, muscles starting to shiver.

"Come on!" Karla grabbed Sue's wrist. "You need to move! Burn energy! It'll keep you warm!"

There was no wind. No falling snow. The sky above the mountain was a brilliant blue. The snow was a white blanket over everything. Karla dragged Sue out into it. Two naked blondes plunged through the snow. At first, Sue was hesitant. Her blue eyes went wide, looking around. She couldn't see anyone, but there were windows in the lodge—instinctively, Sue wanted to vanish.

"Don't you dare!" Karla said, and she **** Sue into a jog.

By the time they came to the cave, the natural spring which bubbled with mineral-rich waters, Sue couldn't feel her feet. She could barely feel her nipples. And she did not care that there were three old Japanese women, already enjoying the water. They waved and nodded at the two blondes as they slid into the hot water.

Sue couldn't keep a smile off her face. Tomorrow, perhaps, she would be mortified at the memory of this. Right here, right now, she was glad simply to be here.

"Like being naked?" Karla said. "Get used to it. No more clothes for the rest of the week. No invisibility."