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As Wanda sat on her backside and tried to fight her way out of her trousers, she saw that at least she could help her fellow Avenger, dangling from the vent and failing to reach Titania with her wrist-zappers. The Scarlet Witch raised a hand and reached out a tendril of red energy, wrapped around Natasha's body and tugged.

There was a harsh sound of tearing leather and Natasha fell from the vent, stark naked. She hit the metal floor with a bump and then bounced against the wall where she lay dazed, only missing actual cartoon birdies circling her head.

"Whoops." Wanda said as she saw her incapacitated partner. But she suddenly realised she could move her legs and she jumped to her feet; one foot clad only in her holey sock, the other still wearing a boot, with the trousers trailing from this ankle alone. Other than this she had her black and white polka-dot panties, and her tight corset still hanging open.

"Ah-hah!" she exclaimed with false confidence.

"Ah-hah!" Titania exclaimed with genuine confidence as she pulled the door off a safe deposit box, then reached inside and pulled out a handful of expensive-looking jewellery. She turned briefly and took in the sight of Wanda dressed in barely more than her underwear, then Natasha lying in the corner. "Thanks for saving me a job." she smiled, throwing the jewellery into a large sack. She took another look around the vault, to check every door had been opened and every box emptied. "Well, time for me to be off."

"Not so fast." Wanda stepped forward, awkwardly dragging her trousers behind her, and sparked her powers around her hands.

"Really?" Titania raised a skeptical eyebrow.

"One Avenger is enough to deal with you!"

"Says the girl who got defeated by her own pants. Fine, I suppose I can spare a minute..."

At that moment, the door of the bank was smashed in, and over a dozen people dressed in dark jumpsuits and carrying advanced weaponry came pouring into the bank.

"Federal agents, come out with your hands up!" a voice called.

"Looks like I can't." Titania sighed. "But I could use a distraction...."

The agents, led by Sharon Carter with a hastily-stapled rear seam on her trousers, advanced on the vault, where there were sounds of a commotion. They were just about to rush in, when someone else came rushing out.

"Don't shoot!" Wanda gasped as she staggered to a halt in front of them, now completely naked except from her trousers which, rather than being on her legs, were torn into strips and tied around her arms behind her back. As a result not only was she unable to cover her nudity in any way, but her chest was being thrust forwards in a way that caused the male agents to completely forget what they had come into the building to do. Wanda squirmed on the spot, trying to see if she could cover up her shaved crotch by positioning her legs right, her face burning red with embarrassment. "Don't shoot!" she repeated, "Titania went out the back!"