Planning for the future

Lucy shifted in her chair, hooking her feet around the legs of the desk to ensure she got as close as she could. Her arms she kept crossed firmly over her chest, all the while pointedly refusing to look down so she could convince herself it looked more decent than it was.

Having a meeting was the last thing she wanted to do nude. Ok, it wasn't like she'd ever planned out what she wanted to do if she ever ended up stuck naked, but she'd certainly never imagined stripping down anywhere except the privacy of her room.

And instead one moment she'd suddenly found herself taking her clothes off while on desk duty and, before she could work out what the hell had happened, suddenly being bundled off onto a short but thoroughly embarrassing flight back to National City, pulling her knees up against her chest while being briefed by a higher-up telling her that no, she couldn't just hide in her room and wait out whatever had gotten her (and every other woman in the world by the sound of it) naked, she was expected to coordinate efforts to react.

Acting she didn't mind. She wanted to do something, anything that could let her get dressed again. She just wished it could be somewhere less... public.

"So what have I missed?" Lucy said. "Please tell me it's something about disabling meta-human powers."

"I don't know if that'd work," a red-faced Alex said. "She said something about changing the morphic field, making it permanent. DEO mostly dealt with aliens, didn't you get a briefing?"

"You're holding it," Lucy said. "Guessing you don't want to give it back."

Alex glanced down, reminding herself of the file she'd taken off Lucy's desk and clutched to her front. She squirmed as little as she could, it only offering her any modesty if she hunched forward slightly.

She glanced sideways at Maggie, cheeks colouring slightly to see her ex glance sideways at her. The file only worked as cover from the front; from the side she had to lean forwards, most of her admittedly slight boobs visible, curving forwards before they touched the file. And that wasn't even mentioning the side-view of her ass.

Part of her mind insisted she shoudln't be embarrassed from just Maggie seeing, she had seen it all before, but being watched by anyone in this context made her cheeks burn. Nervously she clutched the folder tighter to her chest, then whimpered and immediately adjusted it as her pussy momentarily came into view.

"O-ok," Alex said, voice high. "That's fair."

"Is there really nothing, with all the alien stuff you deal with?" Maggie said, slightly breathless.

"None of it's to do with nudity!" Alex squeaked.

"How about... I don't know, somewhere to start," Lucy said. "Anything that might be able to do something similar. Or aliens, people that might be immune."

"Aliens don't get out of it," Alex said. "Kara was..."

"Yeah, I heard people saw a naked Supergirl," Lucy said. "But she's only one person. I can think of much to do beyond find an exception. If they can stay dressed somehow, maybe we can."

"If they can stay dressed," Alex said, flushing. "You can check the cells but I expect they're all going to be... the same."

"There's M'Gann," Maggie said suddenly. "I don't know how clothes work for shapeshifters, but she might be able to help."

"Or Sam," Alex said after a moment. "I guess. Kind of kryptonian, kind of magic, it might have given her something."

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief. At least they had some leads; it was easier if she was doing something, rather than just sitting around. She shifted, cheeks burning.

"Who first?" Lucy said.

"More pressing question," Alex said. "Is there any way out of this office that doesn't entail being naked in front of the DEO again?"

Right. Maggie glanced back over her shoulder, glad the door was still locked. She squirmed in her chair.

"I'm," Lucy hesitated, "Working on that. Keeping the DEO functioning even with... this."

She shifted, both her arms still crossed. Nervously she bit her lip.

"I've got the intercom," Lucy said. "I can ask non-essential personnel to go into a room, and I'm trying to keep teams sex-segregated for now, women on-site where possible rather than going out into the streets, but that only works for minor incidents. Then there are technical solutions, like buzzers to be installed to announce when a woman's about to go through a room. Let people know to at least turn their backs. I don't know how workable it will all be, but we have to do something to keep going, at least until we find a permanent solution."

Alex squirmed slightly. The idea of running nude through the DEO and just hoping people looked away still didn't feel all that comforting.

"I can't do anything about outside though," Lucy said. "And if you want to visit anyone you know, it probably should be you going. A familiar face is about all we can offer."

While Lena blushed in front of the camera, Kara and Nia watched, neither quite as red as Lena though that wasn't saying much. Kara bit her lip, adopting a pose she had the distinct feeling she was going to be getting very used to, one arm over her boobs and another over her pussy, mirroring Nia who whimpered slightly, just from standing there. They kept back against the wall, Nia nervously eyeing the door, squeaking every couple of seconds and adjusting her arms, not always for the better.

At least they were behind the camera; Kara didn't envy Lena that.

"You ok?" Kara said, supportive tone somewhat undercut by her deep blush.

"I'm naked!" Nia yelped.

Ok. Fair answer. It was a moment before Nia stopped panicking quite so openly.

"I- I- just- you know about my dreams, right?" Nia said.

"Did you- know about this?" Kara said, eyes widening.

"I should have!" Nia squeaked. "I thought it was just one of those nightmares. You know, turning up to work naked, I didn't expect it to really happen!"

She flushed deeper. Going from an embarrassing dream to a just-as humiliating reality wasn't helping her usual shyness deal with the situation. She squirmed, arm over her tits gripping her side all the tighter.

And then their attention was drawn when Lena cried out.

"No! No, absolutely not!" Lena said.

"Why?" the photographer said, blase. "Decency rules will have to shift, there's no harm if we publish more of-"

"You're not taking photos of any more of me than this!" Lena said. "Tasteful nude is... too much, but I'm not moving my arms."

"People will see it anyway," the photographer said. "Sometime. No woman's getting dressed again, you can't rely on your arms forever. All this nervousness is just going to make it worse when people inevitably see-"

"No!" Lena squeaked, cheeks blazing. She swallowed, trying to make her voice vaguely more dignified. "No nipples. No- anything else. To let people know I'm affected too, not to show them every little bit of me."

"How are you just as affected, when you cover more than them?" the photographer said. "There are women worldwide who were in public, or have to be in public, or have to use their hands for something else, and they don't have the same luxuries you do. They showed off everything, are you really one of them, are you really helping them adapt if you rely on temporary modesty?"

Lena faltered. Her cheeks reddened further, and she nervously looked over to Kara, wide-eyed, silently pleading for help.

Kara opened her mouth to speak, then hesitated. What was she meant to say?

"You, uh, don't have to do anything you don't want to," Kara said.

"It's a matter of what she should want to," the photographer interjected.

She turned around suddenly, unencumbered by her own exposure. Kara hastily stepped back, pressing her back against the wall, arms shifting slightly. Nia squealed as she turned to face the two of them.

"I've seen your pussy," the photographer said idly, apparently not noticing Kara's sudden squeak. "Even when you tried to hide it. Yours too. You can't keep walking around and acting like it's working, it's not, what's the harm showing it now rather than later? Now might help more people adjust."

"I- I- uh..." Kara said. She flushed. "It's- this is about Lena helping people, not about-"

"Wouldn't she help more if people knew a major CEO was just as exposed as them?"