Home, ASAP!

Yes, she could run, but it didn't help nearly as much as anyone would have thought.

To them she was a streak of yellow lightning; it wasn't like that from her perspective. She wouldn't be able to react quickly enough to be a hero if it was.

The faster she went, the slower it felt; her senses accelerated more than her body. At her top speed it felt like she was running through treacle.

And it didn't make her any less naked. She was just as red, just as embarassed, and she couldn't even cover herself up. She needed to use her arms to run as fast as she could; it was more than balance, the motion of them seemed to channel more of the speed ****.

She didn't care that she was moving too fast to be seen; it sure as hell felt like everyone was staring at her. She ran past unblinking eyes, urging her body on but, to her accelerated senses, it felt more like she was leisurely walking past the countless people.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," she muttered to herself, increasingly crimson.

She wove past someone, needing to slip past, her small boobs in front of him for what felt like far too long. And just the thought of the people at a distance...

If she slowed for an instant, if she tripped, she would be stark naked in the middle of the street. Her ass, her tits, even her pussy on full display.

No. Jesse whimpered, almost tearful from there mere thought. No, running was something she was good at. She'd escaped the Turtle, she could get home.

She almost sobbed in relief when she saw her house. Instead of slowing to open it, she exercised her newfound powers to phase through the door, and didn't stop until she was in her room.

Now for a change of clothes... She reached out-

Her hand passed straight through the spare pair of jeans laid out on her bed. Jesse's eyes went wide; she tried again, with the same result.

Panicked, she went to her wardrobe, letting out a slight shriek when she couldn't even open the door. Her hand kept passing through.

Forget learning how to phase, the hard part was apparently remembering how to stop.

"Please, please," she muttered, sobbing more openly now. She'd just had to run naked past countless unblinking eyes, all in the hope of getting here. She had to be able to get her clothes on!

But no matter how hard she tried, her hand kept going through them.