Central City; perhaps STAR Labs can find a cure

It had taken a little stumbling around, but Sara eventually convinced the team to let her leave for Central City. On one hand, home of the Flash, but on the other it was home to STAR Labs, one of the most advanced institutions the world around.

Ok, not the most advanced place she could think of; she could still go to the future after all. But her goal was to solve this nudity problem, to find some way for women, including her, to actually be able to wear clothes again.

Doing that in the future wouldn’t help her. She’d be stuck as naked as ever when she got back to her own time, or she’d cause a paradox.

After a goodbye in which the Legends had spent far, far too long looking at her exposed body, Sara was left just outside STAR Labs. Thankfully the labs already knew about the Waverider; she hadn’t had to walk through the city.

That was the only mercy. When the local team came out to great her, she was still on full display, her boobs, her bare cunt, and as she walked in with them she could almost feel the eyes on her ass.

Focus. Be strong. Sara bit her lip, forcing back a sob of humiliation.

There were only a few people for her to get to know. Barry Allen, the Flash, and his nude fiancée Iris West. She wasn’t there for them, but chances are she’d have to spend time with them regardless.

No, her interest was with the scientists. Cisco Ramon, and Caitlin Snow. Caitlin had no shame sitting there, slim, modest tits out, and her shaved cunt right there for Sara to see.

Sara sat down awkwardly, drawing her legs back to try and hide her pussy, and crossing her arms in what she hoped looked like a natural position. Her cheeks were still flushed.

When all the hellos were done and she was alone with Cisco and Caitlin, it took Sara a moment to speak. She was constantly adjusting, constantly trying to not just whimper from her unavoidable exposure.

She inhaled, steeling herself.

“So,” Sara said. “I’ve got a problem for you to solve.”

“Shoot,” Cisco said.

He grinned; she hoped it was at the potential challenge, and not from ogling her. It was hard to tell these days.

“The whole, uh, naked women thing,” Sara said.

“What about it?” Cisco said.

“Why does it happen?” Sara said. The tips of her ears burned as they did whenever she had to speak of this, and her own enforced nudity. “Like, why am I naked, why does it fail when I try to put clothes on, is there any way to, well, fix it?”

“Why would you want to do that?” Caitlin said with a remarkable lack of any self-consciousness. “It’s the way things are, does it matter?”

Damn it, this new world was unbelievable. Did she not realise how exposed she was, how embarrassing it was to be seen by everyone like this…

Still, Sara swallowed, pushed that outburst down. It wasn’t like they’d understand.

“It’s- something that’d help the Legends,” Sara said, quickly focusing on the excuse she’d prepared. “Sex-segregated areas in history are hard to get into with any subtlety. If it was possible to wear something, to hide, it’d make protecting time a lot easier. As it is, there are… problems.”

“Hm, yeah,” Cisco said. “I can see the difficulty.”

“We’ll work on it,” Caitlin said. “Would you mind helping us with some of it?”

“Of course,” Sara said quickly. “Anything, if it means this gets done.”