Her father tries to protect her modesty, but there's a big problem

"Hope-" he said, uncertain.

"Don't," she said, blushing deeply. Her arms felt pitifully inadequate as cover, especially with the breeze on her behind. "Mess-up in the lab, that's all. You said we needed to go."

Hank Pym nodded. He passed her, beginning to pull the building over to his car. He easily hefted it into the trunk, as a red-faced Hope hurried to the back seats. There was no way she'd sit in the front with him like this.

She curled into a ball, knees pulled up against her chest. Damn it.

Seconds later and her father was in the front of the car. He pointedly kept his eyes forward.

"If you want to stay out of sight, there are a couple of discs there," he said. "Shrink down until we get to somewhere I can make the building grow again."

"Thanks," Hope said. She breathed out; that was something at least.

She still reddened to have to reach out with one arm, no longer hiding her tits, save with her legs. She fumbled in the pocket in the back of the seat in front of her, feeling an object-

It activated in her hand, and she felt a familiar surge of energy-

No, wait. Not familiar She'd thought it was, but something suddenly shifted, and-

Oh no. He hadn't only had the shrinking discs in the pocket, she should have guessed.

The car crumpled around her; she managed to get away from her father, but that was a small blessing. Suddenly Hope was growing, becoming larger even than the buildings around them. She'd gone from trying to hide her naked body to suddenly having no possible way she could conceal it.

She was on her feet; she'd quickly shifted position as she felt herself move, knowing to take up as little space on the ground as she could. She'd have crushed her father otherwise.

But she was still naked, arms initially at her side. She could see half the city from that height; it wasn't like they'd been in a huge area. And if she could see them, that was hundreds of people who could see her bare tits, maybe even her pussy. A sudden giant woman would have attracted attention.

She flushed a deep red, feeling a little faint; she tried to cover herself but, like this, her movement felt so sluggish. It seemed to take forever to cross an arm over her chest again, and to cover her cunt, and that did nothing about her ass.