Nope: naked Cuckoos

"Ahh!" the three shrieked at once, grateful at least for the room's soundproofing, as the hound's urgent thoughts continued to drive them to expose themselves, stripping down their clothes.

Esme's cheeks burned, feeling her sisters' embarrassment just like her own running through her as they fumbled with the clasps on the front of their bras. Seconds later and three pairs of tits were exposed to the air.

She squealed, the sound echoes twice over. At least when they were alone they didn't have to worry about being dignified; she knew all the frantic embarrassed thoughts that went through her sisters' heads, just as they knew hers.

"How much more do you think-"

"How much do you think?" Phoebe snapped slightly at Esme, embarrassment making her terse. She apologised mentally as three matching bras were dropped to the ground.

And then the Three-in-One all bent over, fiddling with their heeled boots to free themselves of them. Almost the moment their feet were bare, they found themselves pushing down their panties, now easily able to step out of their final garments.

With that the compulsion ended, and the trio took frantic steps back, blushing furiously. They didn't need to cover themselves, there was no hiding from one another, but just the fact of what had happened made their cheeks burn. They were stark naked with just one door between them and multiple mutants they'd recruited.

It was Esme that experimented first, reaching for a discarded pair of panties that might have been hers. Even when she held them, the command left in their hive mind lingered. She couldn't put them on; frustrated, she threw them back down.

The identical, nude triplets moved closer together, standing on the same side of the table, instinctively wanting to be closer together.

Naked, under some kind of telepathic onus to not get dressed, and in a room where the only exit would take them past the watching eyes of their Club. Instead of matching clothes, they now had matching red faces.