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Chapter 17 by Rowenar Rowenar

How far away is Felicity?

Out in the hallway

Where was she?! Iris spent far, far too long squirming on the spot, trying to look around the room she was in, and succeeding only in seeing eyes staring at her.

Oh god, she must have gone out the door. Iris squealed and started following, her ass bare behind her.

She didn't know what Felicity looked like, but she quickly spotted her bag in the hands of the blonde, being taken towards what served as a mini-reception for this floor.

Iris swallowed. She didn't have any choice; if she just hid she'd be stuck like this until she could get home, and then until STAR Labs could send her more pills. She needed to get her bag back, needed to be able to cope with her powers.

Squealing, Iris sprinted down the hospital hallway. It was far busier than normal after the particle accelerator explosion, countless people looking out from side rooms, or walking down the corridor, gaze attracted by the sight of the nude woman's panicked run.

Barely managing to keep her dark tits hidden, and completely failing to conceal her pussy as her hand kept slipping as she ran, Iris whimpered.

"That's my bag!" she shouted, from panic, then squealed as the yell drew yet more attention to her.

Thankfully though it made Felicity stop, the blonde turning around. Her eyes widened to see the state of the woman running at her.

Frantic, Iris flashed her tits as she had to use one arm to reach out; it took a couple of tugs to get her bag from Felicity's grasp. On the brink of hyperventilating, feeling the countless eyes on her as though they were touches, Iris fumbled inside.

Step one, maybe it so she could get dressed. Step two, get dressed. Somehow.

Or, a voice in her head reminded herself, or she could make all the embarrassment go away.

Just quickly! Iris whimpered, hands shaking too much to quickly get the pack. Quickly, she was in the middle of the hallway, Felicity was staring, the staff were staring, oh god everyone was staring.

She had to use both hands, one to hold her bag while the other rummaged inside it, and she didn't dare use it to cover herself. The last thing she needed was for her bag to turn into bubbles.

Ah, finally! She pulled out her packet of pills.

One pill or two?

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