Powerless in a prickly situation.

As the warm sunlight beamed in her face and the songs of birds rang in her ears, Kara Zor-El slowly stirred awake. Her head rested on her forearm and began to bob as it attempted to reject the waking world and stay in dreamland. But it was pointless, and Kara opened her eyes mentally preparing to face the day. She rolled over onto her back, lifted her arms up for a stretch, and looked around her bedroom. Only it wasn't her bedroom.

"What the?" Kara wondered, sitting up and looking around. Natural sunlight fell on her from the ceiling, the scent of dirt filled her nose, and as she looked around, she saw nothing but cactuses. It was then that she remembered earlier. Flight around on patrol, hearing the alarm, apprehending the jewel thief, and then...

"The unmistakable red gleam of Red Kryptonite." She said, speaking her thoughts outloud. "That guy from the museum kept his price and got me again."

Frustrated, Supergirl slowly rose to her feet. She tried to remember what happened after being exposed to the Red Kryptonian radiation, but she was drawing a blank. Who knew how she ended up here. She began to brush some dirt off her back and butt.

"Well, at least the effects of Red Kryptonite are random, so this time I didn't..." Kara stopped speaking as she brushed off her butt realizing it was not the soft silk of a skirt or ruff latex of a spandex suit she was feeling, but instead bare cheeks.

Face already reddening, Kara slowly looked down.

"GET NAKED!!!" She screamed in shock, flinging her arms and a leg into the air. The naked Supergirl quickly bounced back and threw her arms over her naked body. Somehow, as unlikely as it was, the Red Kryptonite had rendered Kara bare yet again.

"No, no, no, this can't be happening. Not again. I-I have to get home."

In a complete panic, Kara slowly started to shuffle around the room, eventually backing, butt first, into a cactus.

"Youch!" Kara screamed, feeling the barbs poke her ass. "Th-that hurt?"

Kara then remembered that the last time she had been exposed to Red Kryptonite, it had sapped her powers away after waring off. Kara's eyes began to widen as she looked over the suddenly very large garden of prickly cacti. Then, at the door on the far side of the room.

"Great Rao have mercy." Kara squealed. The once proud Kryptonian shrinking down a few inches. Her eyes darted frantically around the room, searching for a safe path to the door. There were cacti everywhere, and their needles and barbs seemed extra-long to the young woman. Kara swallowed and took a tentative step forward, her bare feet slapping against the tile floor. Kara chose a path between the least full shelves of plants, yet she still couldn't help but clinch her butt (a much more embarrassing action while nude). As she moved, Kara twisted her body to avoid a particularly menacing cactus, its spines reaching out like skeletal fingers. Her arms remained wrapped tightly around her chest, wanting to protect them most of all.

With each step, Kara winced in anticipation of the next painful poke, and as the plant population around her grew, that became more and more likely. She shuffled sideways, trying to navigate through the dense thicket of cacti. A spine grazed her outer thigh, and she yelped, quickly readjusting her trajectory. She sucked in her gut and held her arms to her side to help her keep balance. She could only imagine how ridiculous she looked.

As Kara continued to navigate the treacherous garden, her eyes wondered towards the exit, wanting to know how much longer until she escaped, and she failed to notice a particularly tall cactus looming in front of her. Its spine, sharp as a needle, poked out from the plant's body, waiting to strike. Kara, still shuffling sideways, didn't see it coming. The spine made contact with her left breast, and she let out a loud yelp as she jumped back, her arms instinctively flying up to cover herself.

"Ahh! Oh, Rao, not again!" Kara exclaimed, her face burning with embarrassment and pain. She gingerly touched the affected area, wincing as her fingers made contact with the tender skin. Kara took a deep breath and continued her painstaking journey, keeping her eyes down, trying to catch any prickly plants before they touched her now sensitive skin. With each step, she felt the cool tile beneath her bare feet, and the sensation made her cringe. She carefully moved her left foot forward, placing it down gently, trying to avoid any more spines. Her right foot followed, and she let out a sigh of relief as she managed to avoid another cactus.

With her next step, however, Kara felt something new. A cool wet surface beneath her right foot, something must be leaking. Before she could stop herself, she shifted her weight on the slick ground, causing her to lose her balance. She let out a tiny yelp as she stumbled, her arms flailing wildly to regain her equilibrium. In the process, her left arm brushed against a nearby cactus, its spine leaving a small scratch on her forearm. Kara winced and tried to maintain her balance, but it seemed like every step she took led to another painful encounter with the cacti.

As Kara struggled, her right leg brushed against a cactus, its spine piercing the tender skin on the back of her thigh. She let out a pained yelp, her hands instinctively flying to the affected area. The sudden movement caused her to lose her balance again, and she stumbled forward, her left breast making contact with a nearby cactus. The spine poked her skin, and she felt a surge of pain and embarrassment. This continued, and Kara received multiple scratches on her thighs, hips, stomach, and even a few on her cheek. Kara's eyes welled up with tears as she frantically tried to brush off the cactus spines that seemed to be everywhere.

Kara's body was now covered in small pricks and scratches, each one a reminder of her current predicament. Several spines were stuck into her skin, and she was continuously trying to remove them, but it seemed fruitless as every time she pulled one out, another one would poke her. It was an endless cycle of being pocked and then flinching into another cactus. Kara felt like she was being flayed alive, the needles piercing her skin with every step her face contorting in pain, making ever new expressions of anguish.

Kara's heart raced as she finally saw the door just a few feet away. She took a deep breath and mustered all her courage. She knew she had to get out of this place as soon as possible. With a burst of speed, she ran towards the door, her bare feet slapping against the cold tile. She could feel the sharp spines of the cacti scratching across her body, leaving what felt like hundreds of scratches, but she didn't let the pain stop her. She had to get out. As she reached the door, she turned the handle and pushed it open.

Kara stumbled into an empty stairwell, gasping for air. She caught her breath, her chest heaving with exhaustion and pain. As she breathed, Kara's gaze fell upon her own body, and she winced at the sight of the numerous scratches and pricks covering her skin. She looked like she had been put through a **** rack.

"My Kryptonian healing should clear these up," Kara winced, "Once they come back, of course."

Kara's gaze fell upon the stairs leading down to the floor below she didn't know where they went, but that was the only way she could go. Looking down, she saw a pile of ceramic garden pots and saucers. With a deep breath, Kara reached down and picked up the ceramics. A saucer for her chest and a pot for her vag. Now, with some measure of cover, Kara turned towards the stairs and began her descent. The wooden steps squeaked beneath her feet with each step.