Pay a visit to Star City

"You know, as much fun as I had making a superheroine naked, I feel like it'd be a lot more enjoyable somewhere where everyone and their dog doesn't have superpowers too," Erin said. "Starling- urgh, Star, never going to get used to that - City's going to be a fun destination."

"Go then!" Caitlin squeaked.

Erin glanced over to her, unable to suppress a smirk at the scientist's continuing blush. A nude woman desperately trying to cove rup with her arms was by far the best thing to have in the corner of a room while planning your next move.

"That, and don't want the Flash to be getting in the way of my fun," Erin said. "Doesn't Star City just regularly, like, turn into a war zone? If the Flash doesn't interfere with that, guess I won't have to worry about him bothering with little old me."

"The Arrow doesn't like asking for help," Cisco said.

"Queen, right. What? I watch the news," Erin said. "Isn't he in jail?"

"Yeah, but they're coming down hard on vigilantes," Cisco said. "Unless it's a real emergency, it's a bit of a mess to try and help out."

"You people have way too strict a definition of emergency," Erin said, but shrugged. "Whatever. Just so long as it doesn't spoil my fun. Breach me over?"

"Where to?" Cisco said. "Anywhere in the city?"

Erin paused. Ooh, she'd heard a little of the city's heroes, where to start?

While she considered, she focused a little; Caitlin dropped her arms, squealing as she suddenly found herself baring even more. Erin bit her lip; even if she was going to another city, she didn't want to do without a fun sight like that.

"DA's office," Erin said. "I know for sure who's going to be there, at any rate."

"One breach, coming up," Cisco said.

He stood; Erin adjusted his angle slightly, just so her last glimpse of STAR Labs could be the red-faced Caitlin whimpering, desperately wishing she could cross her arms again.

And then Erin was falling through a dizzying, whirling blue-

Only to come out in a much dingier looking room. She straightened, trying to shake off the disorientation. If that was the kind of thing she could expect to happen in Central, she was more than happy to hang around somewhere more normal.

News of the Black Canary had reached Central years back; Erin had always liked a woman whose idea of casual-wear was black leather, though birthday suit was always better than bondage suit in her eyes. When she'd heard Laurel Lance had apparently risen from the dead...

Well, she'd wanted a look since before she'd even gotten her powers.

She looked around the room she found herself in. Definitely someone's office; she walked over to the desk. Laurel Lance, perfect, right on target.

Well, presumably the Black Canary was the only person from Star City's legal staff that Cisco had any cause to meet, no wonder she was the focus.

Erin sat down, waiting more than a little eagerly. Sooner or later the DA would be back.

And it proved to be sooner. After just a minute, Laurel walked into the room, saying her goodbyes to someone even as she went through the doorway. Then, when she turned, she saw Erin and tensed.

"I don't remember having an appointment," Laurel said.

"I'm here as a friend," Erin said, focusing slightly to make Laurel agree. "Just got here from Central. Heard some seriously weird stuff about how you're some parallel universe doppelganger with a super-scream. I almost miss when things were more simple."

"You know me?" Laurel said.

She moved cautiously, back behind her desk, though a lot of the wariness had left her tone. Erin's powers had done their work. Well, some of it.

"To be honest, don't really care for most of that stuff, you look like Black Canary so that's good enough," Erin said. "Erin. Also with superpowers, just no screech."

"Really?" Laurel said. Now she seemed relaxed. "What's your trick?"

"Can influence people," Erin said. "Just in three ways, but three fun ways. I can make them feel like I'm their friend, no matter what I do; that's what I've just done to you. Kinda trippy huh?"

Laurel didn't react. It was always weird to see that.

"So that's 'friend.' Then I can make someone do whatever's the last thing on their mind, something that's the last thing they'd want to do in that instant. That got called 'never,' but do you want to know the really fun one?" Erin said.

Ok, she was drawing it out, it was just quite a lot to believe that she was about to see Black Canary naked. Erin shifted in her seat, and before Laurel could answer focused on her 'embarrassment' power. And...

Laurel flushed as she suddenly started hurriedly discarded her smart workclothes. First she slipped off her blazer, putting it on the desk; while she was unbuttoning her top Erin quickly snatched her blazer away.

Then Erin faltered, a little distracted by staring as Laurel's bra-clad tits were bared, and then exposed further as Laurel was compelled to remove her bra too, shrugging it off her shoulders.

Though Erin could only stare for a moment, because the DA suddenly stood up, turning to get out of the gap between her chair and desk as she did so. In one motion Laurel pushed her skirt and panties down, flashing her ass for all the time it took for her to kick them and her shoes off.

Once the last garment was lost the spell was broken, and Laurel yelped. Thankfully her shriek wasn't yet glass-shattering.

"What- oh god, I-" Laurel said, breathless.

She turned, scrambling for where she'd put her top, only to find that Erin had taken it. Blushing furiously she sat down, trying to hide her pussy under the desk, though Erin still caught a glimpse.

Yep. Erin was definitely glad she'd come here.

"Give me that back!" Laurel said, crossing her arms nervously, not succeeding in much beyond drawing more attention to her cleavage. "I need my clothes!"

"Not from where I'm sitting," Erin said. "Don't suppose I could convince you to throw them out the window?"

Laurel was holding her skirt in one hand, balled up on her lap, face red. It took just a little 'never'...

And then Laurel was standing up, still flushed, eyes still wide, and whimpering nervously as she neared the window of her office, still stark naked.

Erin threw her top back to her; with her skirt in one hand and her top in the other, Laurel wasn't even covering herself as Erin's influence made her open the window and...

"Ah!" Laurel yelped, watching as every one of her clothes fell away outside the building, out of her reach.

Erin eyed her ass for a few moments, before the flustered Laurel turned around. A little 'friendship' to discourage payback, and...

Frantic, Laurel stumbled over to her desk again, sitting down and crossing her arms once more. It was a fun, incongruous sight to see the city's District Attorney nude at her desk.

"What- I-" Laurel inhaled. "What was- what am I meant to do?! I can't leave my office like this!"

"Spoilsport," Erin said. "Could always invite a friend. There's no way they'd end up naked too, is there?"